"𝐖𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐋, 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄."
Farrah Havelock made the wrong decision to trust Katherine Pierce when she first met her many years ago. She was on the run from the Original hybrid, Klaus, who would be pleased if he coul...
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3x2- The Hybrid [SMOKY MOUNTAINS, TENNESSEE]
"We're headed to the Smoky Mountains," Klaus explains.
I feel immensely uncomfortable as Stefan throws a lifeless Ray into the trunk of our car. I have my doubts that he will successfully turn into a Hybrid. After all, he is the first attempt at one of Klaus's abominations.
There is another level of tension between Klaus and I as we keep taking turns looking at each other in the driver and passenger seat. The first kiss we had in Alaric's apartment was short and chilling, but the one we just shared in the bar was intense and passionate.
I've vowed to never love him again, and I don't, but there is something there. Something causing me to feel so on edge.
He's left a mark on my neck, and there is nothing to cover it up with. I hate giving him that satisfaction.
"So, you're just going to sabotage these wolves?" I ask.
"Not sabotage; reinvent."
I shiver, the windows rolled down causing me to already feel the chilliness of the Smoky Mountains. Klaus notices and glares at me. I see him reach into a bag of his and pull out a woven sweater.
"Take it, love."
"I'd rather die than wear your clothes."
"Don't make me force it over your head."
I'd rather not have Klaus fighting to get a sweater on me, so I sign and take it. I can't help but smile a bit when I feel that the fabric is so incredibly soft. As I put it on, it feels like a gentle warm hug. And then I have to remind myself that this is Klaus's sweater of all people.
He grins. "It suits you, sweetheart."
"Shut up. But thanks."
I walk out of Klaus's room wearing Klaus's shirt again. I don't care if it is considered unladylike, because I find his shirts to be the comfiest. They're super soft, and the best part is that they smell like him.
He smells like fresh cologne, with hints of vanilla and wetness. He feels so inviting, and so do his shirts that he never seems to mind that I borrow.
Klaus smirks. "I wish you'd wear only my clothes forever. And then maybe other men wouldn't try and approach you."
"Don't be jealous that I get all of the attention, Nik," I laugh.
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