LUST~NIKLAUS MIKAELSON(book 1)

Chapter 14 full moon

As twilight settles over the village, the Mikaelson family and you walk toward the cave, the full moon beginning to rise in the sky. The forest is alive with soft rustling sounds, and the path is bathed in a silver light. Elijah walks beside you, the gentle glow illuminating his face.

"Bonnie," Elijah begins, his voice soft and steady, "do you know much about the full moon and its significance here?"

You glance at him, sensing the seriousness in his tone. "Only what you've told me. The moon affects the werewolves and it's a night of transformation."

Elijah nods. "Yes, and for us, it's a reminder of the fragile balance we maintain. The full moon is a time when old fears and desires come to the forefront. For many, it's a reminder of our mortality and our need for one another."

You smile at him, appreciating his thoughtful perspective. "It's fascinating how every culture and people have their own way of dealing with such powerful natural events."

Elijah's gaze meets yours, a thoughtful expression on his face. "Indeed. In our case, it's both a protective measure and a time for reflection. The cave offers safety and a moment to consider our place in the world."

The two of you walk in comfortable silence for a few moments, the moonlight casting a gentle glow on your surroundings. Elijah's presence feels reassuring, and you sense a connection growing between you.

When you reach the entrance to the cave, you pause, feeling a mix of anticipation and nervousness. Elijah turns to you, his eyes softening. "I'm glad you're here with us tonight. Your presence means more than you might realize."

You meet his gaze, the warmth in his eyes making your heart skip a beat. "I'm glad to be here too. It feels... right, to share this with you."

Elijah steps closer, his hand brushing lightly against yours. "I hope you understand that the bond we have, even in such a short time, is significant. It's rare to find someone who fits so naturally into our world."

You blush slightly, your heartbeat quickening. "Elijah, I-"

Before you can continue, Elijah gently takes your hand and leans in, closing the distance between you. His lips meet yours in a tender kiss. It's brief, yet filled with unspoken promises and deep emotion.

As he pulls back, he looks at you with a soft smile. "I've wanted to share that moment with you for some time. The full moon might be a time of change, but some things, like how I feel about you, are constant."

You smile, feeling a mix of exhilaration and contentment. "Thank you, Elijah. That means a lot to me."

The moment is interrupted by Rebekah's voice calling out as she approaches with a lantern. "Are we ready to head inside?"

You and Elijah share a look, the understanding between you clear. You nod, and together, you enter the cave with the rest of the family. The sense of connection you share with Elijah feels stronger as you prepare for the night ahead.

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As you all settle into the cave, the familiar atmosphere provides some comfort. However, it isn't long before the realization hits: Henrik is missing. The urgency of the situation replaces the earlier tenderness, and you and the Mikaelsons spring into action.

The moonlight cast eerie shadows through the trees as I moved silently away from the cave, determined to find Henrik before it was too late. My heart raced, not just from the urgency of the search, but also from the lingering emotional intensity of the previous night. The full moon was rising, and I knew that the Mikaelsons had their hands full. Still, I couldn't shake the worry that Henrik might be in grave danger.

My powers, although still a bit uncertain, began to feel more stable. They guided me through the dense forest, each step bringing me closer to where I hoped Henrik might be. The weight of the task was heavy on my shoulders, but I pressed on, knowing that I had to do this.

After what felt like an eternity, I finally spotted Henrik in a small clearing, his tiny figure huddled beneath a makeshift cover of branches and leaves. His face was pale, and he had visible injuries on his arms and legs. He looked up with wide, frightened eyes as I approached, his small body trembling.

"Henrik!" I whispered urgently, kneeling beside him. I placed my hands over his wounds, focusing my energy to heal him it wasnt working, why wasnt it working. Magic emanated from my body as I focused all of my power on the boy why was it not working

Henrik's eyes widened further in astonishment as he saw the magic at work. "You... you're a witch?" he gasped, his voice trembling. He had clearly never seen anything like this before.

Before I could respond, I heard hurried footsteps approaching. Niklaus burst into the clearing, his face a mask of anger and concern but quickly replacedby shock i stopes immediatelyand prayed he would think ot was the light from the moon playing tricks on his eyes.

"Bonnie! What are you doing here? I told you to stay at the cave!"

His voice was sharp, but I could see the worry behind his eyes. "I had to find him," I said, trying to keep my own voice steady. "He was in danger, and I could help."

Niklaus's expression softened slightly, but his frustration was evident. "You can't just run off like that. Do you have any idea how dangerous it is out here?"

I could feel the sting of his anger, and my own emotions began to surge. "Why are you being like this?" I asked, my voice cracking. "I was just trying to help."

Niklaus stepped closer, his eyes locked onto mine with a fierce intensity. "It's because I care about you," he said, his tone softening but still filled with raw emotion. "I can't bear to see you put yourself in danger. Not now, not ever. It's not just about Henrik; it's about you, Bonnie. I don't want to lose you."

His words cut through the tension, and I felt a rush of emotions. The fear, the concern, and the affection he felt for me were palpable. Henrik, still lying on the ground, watched the exchange with wide eyes, trying to understand the gravity of the situation.

As Niklaus's anger faded, replaced by a deep concern, he gently helped me to my feet, his hand lingering on mine. "We need to get back to the cave," he said, his voice now filled with determination. "We can't let anything happen to you or Henrik."

With Niklaus's support, we carefully made our way back through the forest. Henrik, though injured, was safe with us. The night's events had left us all shaken, but the bond between us grew stronger through the ordeal. As we neared the cave, I knew that while the dangers were far from over, we had each other to rely on.