That night, I grabbed Hayley, kicking and screaming back to the compound. She refused to eat, sleep or talk to anyone. The Little Wolf was becoming quite the handful, screaming about how we can't keep her there forever. A few wolves tried to rescue her, they failed.
How could they possibly think I would let them take her? She was mine!
"You can't keep me here forever," Hayley said, for the tenth time. I had her chained to the bed post, the chains enchanted so even she couldn't break it.
I knew Dahlia would come get her, it was only a matter of time and I had Freya working every minute of it.
"On the contrary Little Wolf, I think I can," I smirked and continued drawing in my sketch book.
"Where's Hope?"
Her questions seemed to peek my interest.
"In her room," I said, eyebrow raised.
Silence feel upon us that moment, like a warm, comfortable blanket. I could almost forget the havoc that seemed to suffocate us.
"Can I see her?" She whispered, looking down.
I was seconds away from refusing her, when Rebekah marched in.
"There you are," she said, coming to a halt.
"Elijah is looking for you, you have a guest."
"Who?" I asked.
"Well, I guess you're going to have to go and find out," she pointed at Hayley. "I'll watch her."
I looked at her skeptically, handing her my book. "Don't let her out of your sight," I warned.
Outside, I met Elijah in his room and before him stood:
Damon Salvatore
YOU ARE READING
The originals
Hayran KurguHaley and Klaus both wake one night screaming with visions of their future. They know the threats that will appose before hand. Can they save their daughters life or will their enmities destroy them?
