Rebekah and Kol Mikaelson are heretic witches and have been for a thousand years.
Read their story and the story of their wolf/vampire hybrid brother Klaus.
The three indomitable hybrids.
Bound by a vow stronger than the vow made by all the Mikaels...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
SEVERAL DAYS LATER AT THE LOCKWOOD MANSION.
Tyler carefully withdrew his arm from around Care, knowing she snarled like a wolf if disturbed from sleep and smiled with the memory of last night. Running as wolves together for most of the night keeping well away from the town and deep in the woods. Then they had come back here and had wild feral sex for most of the night. He got out of bed and pulled his jeans on the call for human blood seductive and arresting as a new hybrid. He loved it, the enhanced senses, speed, sharper eyesight and hearing. The ease at transitioning and the blood. He could kinda see why Damon loved being a vampire and why Stefan was always in knots about it. His Mom and Sheriff Forbes had taken the news better than he and Care had thought.
His Mom and Liz promised to protect him from the council. Damon had returned back from his trip to New York with the Mikaelson husband and wife duo. A triad relationship. Tyler shook his head, he could only keep up with Caroline, imagining trying to keep up with two ancient vampires of Finn and Sage's age. Hats off to the Salvatore brother, Tyler smirked. Damon had taken the news of him being a hybrid with a shrug and a warning to let them know when the two wolves were having their fun run. Tyler still thought about punching the older vampire's face in for hurting Caroline when she was human and now he was a hybrid he could, but he put it on the back burner for now seeing the cobalt eyed vampire had two Mikaelson lovers. Klaus he had not seen since he made him a hybrid. Care hasn't heard anything either about the original hybrid and Damon was closed mouthed on the subject.
Tyler scratched his head as he left his room and glanced up at the bloke leaving his Mom's room, he stopped with a scowl as the bloke pulled his shirt on over his rippling abs. Tyler hissed. "What the fuck! Did you just come out of my Mom's room?" Kol looked up and gave him a leering grin.
"Tyler mate, my brother's little hybrid, Kol Mikaelson," Kol introduced himself, sauntering to the stairs.
"Are you sleeping with my Mother," Tyler whooshed after him descending the stairs.
"I do more than sleep with the lovely Carol," Kol leered, smirking again. Tyler shook his head and the images appeared of his Mom and this guy.
"Isn't she too old for you dude?" Tyler remarked scathingly.
