SEQUEL TO ANOTHER ONE BY DIFFERENT03
Skylar and Kol hurry to New Orleans to find the witch that is conspiring against Kol's brother, Klaus Mikaelson, the worst Hybrid of all history.
While she is a pregnant werewolf/witch with Kol Mikaelson's baby...
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Laura and Klaus were right. Killing witches is fun, extremely fun. They stood by and watched what happened before their eyes, the shock of seeing a person who they never thought would kill. That person would be me.
We were sitting inside the mansion when I snapped my fingers for one of the girls to come my way. She stood in front of me, holding out her wrist to my face.
"Thank you." She didn't say a word, of course she was under compulsion.
I chomped down to her wrist, trying not to get the blood everywhere. I heard Laura walk up to me, she stood hovering.
"Skylar, I think the poor woman has had enough."
I didn't listen. I wasn't in the mood to listen.
"Skylar! Skylar!" She yelled, the second time she said my name, she yanked the women's wrist from my grasp.
"Learn a little restraint would you?"
She rolled her eyes in disappointment. She sighed as if I had done something wrong.
"And you're the one teaching me about restraint?" I laughed, wiping my mouth with a handkerchief.
"Yes, you have been feeding non stop."
"What do you expect me to do, Laura?" I stood there with my arms crossed at the comment.
"Do you except me to move on with the news of me turning into a hybrid? To deal with the fact I drove Kol away?"
"No, I expect you to have restraint. I shouldn't be the one talking, but do you know who needs you right now?"
I raised my eyebrow, clearly unamused and aggravated at Laura.
"Your pack, the pack you swore to protect. To lead and be merciful, to be a great alpha."
"That girl is long gone, Laura."
"No, she isn't. She's a fighter, that's what I've learned from being around you."
"I'm going down stairs for breakfast, I have a craving for something...red." I smirked, she followed me down the stairs in annoyance.
I walked into the kitchen, seeing Klaus and Elijah. They turned around instantly, to see me standing at the doorway.
"Looks like you've ate enough," Elijah commented, turning around to cook the bacon.
"You've left bodies upstairs, down, may I say where else? There've been wolf tracks may I say."
"I've eaten well, Elijah. Is there something wrong?" I tilted my head sideways.
"No, no, not at all. Let's just clean a mess next time we enter this house." He returned the smile to me, as if playing a game.
