Hurricane / The Originals

Chapter 28

Church: the holiest place on earth for many, yet here I am with Cami, caught in the web of our mutual stress. She insisted we come, believing the sanctity of this place might soothe our frayed nerves. Once upon a time, I embodied the quintessential good, God-fearing girl—my parents raised me in the faith and in the church. But as I grew older, the shadows of their lessons nudged me away from the light, and now I find it ironic that I can sit in a pew without spontaneously combusting when I touch holy water. A werewolf in church—how much more ironic could it get maybe if I pray that I won't turn on the full moon coming up that might help?

Just as I'm lost in thought, the heavy doors swing open, and my breath hitches. Klaus and Marcel stride in, their presence commanding the room. Klaus's eyes lock onto mine, a playful smirk dancing on his lips. I glance at Cami, who raises an eyebrow, clearly intrigued by the unexpected arrival.

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Mass concluded, but my mind was swirling with questions about Klaus and Marcel's unexpected appearance. Klaus kept stealing glances in my direction, those sly side-eyes hinting at mischief, and I couldn't shake the feeling that he was up to something.

As the congregation trickled out, I followed Cami to the front pew where she greeted her uncle. To my surprise, Klaus and Marcel were already there, their presence adding an air of intrigue to the moment.

Cami spoke, breaking the air of tension "I wanted to congratulate you on getting the church up and running. I can see this is a busy time. Nice to see you, Marcel."

They quickly got lost in conversation, leaving me to study the crucifix dominating the wall. I chose to focus on it, trying to ignore the magnetic pull of Klaus's gaze.

"I would never take you as someone who is religious," Klaus said, moving to stand beside me, his voice low and teasing.

"I only surrender myself to God," I replied, turning to meet his eyes, feeling the weight of his smirk.

"Is that so?" Klaus replied, his expression a mix of amusement and something deeper, making my heart race.

"It's very much so," I said, meeting Klaus's intense gaze. "It's good to have a higher faith, something to ground you amid all the chaos."

Klaus nodded, his expression a mix of curiosity and amusement as he listened. I felt the weight of his attention, making me a bit uneasy.

"Growing up, I was very strong in my faith," I continued, finding my voice. "But here I am, probably one of the biggest sinners in this room." I paused for effect and then added, "Well, probably the second biggest sinner." I shot him a challenging look.

"What is that supposed to mean?" Klaus feigned hurt, tilting his head as if genuinely confused.

"You know exactly what I mean," I replied, my tone steady. "Premarital sex, A baby out of wed lock and let's be honest—you kill people for fun oh and your a vampire." I turned away, trying to walk toward Cami, who was digging through her purse.

But Klaus wasn't finished. He grabbed my arm gently but firmly, pulling me back to him. "When surrendering to me, both can be very much fun Wolfie you need to lighten up," he whispered in my ear, his breath warm against my skin. A shiver ran down my spine, and I struggled to keep my cool.

"I'm sure and I'm very much light," I managed to say, feeling flustered as I pulled away. The tension between us was thick, like a charged atmosphere that made my heart race.

As I followed Cami out of the church, I glanced back at Klaus. He leaned casually against the wall, a smirk on his lips, as if he knew how much his words affected me. A mix of emotions swirled inside me—desire, defiance, and a hint of fear.