LUST~NIKLAUS MIKAELSON(book 1)

Chapter 17 the breaking point

My instincts have never failed me, but tonight, something felt terribly off. It was like an ache in my chest, a pull that I couldn't ignore, drawing me deeper into the Mikaelson estate. Henrik's death had left a scar on this family, a wound that seemed to fester with each passing day. The tension was unbearable, and yet, as I walked through the dimly lit corridors, I knew this was different.

Every step felt heavier, like the stone walls themselves were pressing in on me, whispering secrets I wasn't ready to hear. My connection with Klaus had grown stronger, more intense than I ever anticipated. It was more than just a bond; it was a fire that made me feel alive, burning away the doubts I had about him. But Elijah... Elijah was supposed to be the steady one, the one I could trust no matter what.I needed to talk to him.

The moment I heard the muffled moans, I froze. The sound was so out of place, so wrong in the silence of the estate. I inched closer to the door, my heart pounding in my chest. I knew I shouldn't look, that I should just turn around and leave, but something compelled me forward. The door was slightly ajar, just enough for me to see inside.

And that's when I saw them.

Elijah, with his body tangled up in hers-Tatia, the doppelgänger, the woman whose blood had cursed this entire family. They were wrapped up in each other, lost in a moment so intimate it made my stomach churn. I couldn't breathe. My mind screamed at me to look away, to unsee what was now burned into my memory, but I was frozen in place, rooted by the shock and betrayal crashing over me like icy waves.

*Elijah... how could you?* The thought stabbed through me, but I couldn't force the words out. I just stood there, trembling, as the truth of what I was seeing sank in.

Suddenly, Elijah's eyes met mine. I saw the panic in his gaze as he realized I had seen everything. Tatia gasped and turned to look at me, her expression mirroring the horror I felt.

"Bonnie, wait-" Elijah called out, quickly pulling away from her and reaching for me, but I was already moving, my feet carrying me far away from them, from this nightmare.

I ran, my vision blurring as tears welled up in my eyes. How could he do this? After everything we'd been through, after all his talk of loyalty and honor? My chest tightened with each breath, the betrayal cutting deeper than I thought possible.

I heard him following me, his footsteps echoing through the halls. "Bonnie, please! You don't understand!" he shouted, his voice desperate.

I spun around, my anger boiling over. "I understand perfectly, Elijah! I understand that everything you said was a lie!" My voice cracked as the fury and hurt collided inside me, swirling into a storm I could barely contain. "All your promises, your talk of loyalty-it meant nothing!"

His face was stricken, but I didn't care. He tried to step closer, but I backed away, my hands trembling. "Bonnie, Henrik's death-it broke me. I was lost, and-"

"Don't you dare use Henrik as an excuse!" I screamed, the power within me surging, uncontrollable, like a dam had burst inside me. I felt the magic slip through my grasp, crackling around me, making the air vibrate with energy. "Don't you dare!"

The hall around us began to shake, the force of my power slipping out, wild and untamed. The candles flickered, their flames bending toward me as if drawn to the heat of my rage. I could see the fear in Elijah's eyes, the regret, but it was too late. He had shattered something inside me, and now the pieces were cutting their way out.

"I trusted you, Elijah. I thought-" My voice broke, and I choked back a sob, my hands clenching into fists as I struggled to reign in the magic swirling around me. "I thought you were different."

The last remnants of my control slipped, and the power exploded outward, slamming into the walls, sending cracks spider-webbing through the stone. Elijah was knocked back, his eyes wide with shock as the force of my magic surged through the hall.

"I choose Klaus," I whispered, the words tasting like ash in my mouth, but they felt right. They felt like the truth. "I choose him because he's the only one who's never lied to me. The only one who's never pretended to be something he's not."

And with that, I turned and walked away, leaving Elijah to the ruins of what he had broken. I didn't look back. I couldn't. I had made my choice, and there was no turning back now.