Malia Tate was a werecoyote fighting to forgive herself for her wrong doings when she ran away from the only home she has ever known, and straight into the arms of Hayley Marshall who turned into someone really important to her.
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"Strength doesn't come from what you can do. It comes from overcoming the things you once thought you couldn't."
Klaus bit into a woman's wrist as Rebekah and I sat opposite to him, I was drinking a cup of coffee. Between us is a table full of food. "Have you spoken to our good friend Marcel today?" Klaus asked casually as I stared between the two of them.
"No, should I have?" Rebekah asked her brother.
"He's been misteriously silent - avoiding me, some might say. I thought perhaps he may have whispered reasons into your ear. Along with all of those sweet nothings," Klaus told his sister with a smirk.
"You and Marcel?" I asked Rebekah with a smirk. She just playfully glared at me.
"If I see him I'll be sure to ask if he's still sore at you." She ignored my question, but replied back to Klaus.
"Let me give a voice to that look in your eyes. My saintly noble brother lies writhing in agony in the bayou, victim of my bastard-brother's-bite, when just one or two drops of his blood would ease his pain," Klaus tried impersonating Rebekah, taking a seat in his chair.
"On the contrary, Nik, I am simply enjoying my breaky waiting for Elijah's healthy return," She stated with a tight smile.
"Oh, come on," Klaus said as he leaned forward in his seat. "Rebekah, you've been giving me the devil's eye all morning. Out with it!" He told his sister, pointing a finger at her.
"Perhaps I'm concerned that if I voice my opinion about what you did to Elijah, I will end up on the wrong side of your toxic hybrid teeth." She told her brother. He slapped his hand on the table and pointed at her with his eyebrows raised.
"Poppycock!" He said which made me confused on what that meant. "I would never bite you. Elijah made some very offensive accusations about my intentions towards my child," He then glanced at me. "He deserves a day or two of discomfort." He slightly raised his hand to get his point across. "Besides, you know my preferred method of punishment for your indiscretions is the dagger." Rebekah smirks as she gets up from the chair. She leaned across the table so she was in his face.
I leaned back and watched them like it was a tv show.
"There is something fundamentally wrong with you." She left the room, leaving Klaus and I alone at the table. I sighed and placed my hand on his shoulder.
"It's all going to be okay, Klaus," I told him, getting up from my seat to make my way into my bedroom.
