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.
Everything was goin...
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"Fight for what you love."
I zoomed through the woods, hearing the cry of pain from Klaus and I knew he was in trouble.
What I saw made me freeze for a millisecond. Mikael and Klaus were fighting and Mikael had the white oak stake in his hand, about to stab Klaus.
I picked up Papa Tunde's blade that laid not that far from me and I jumped into the air, stabbing Mikael in the heart. I jumped off of him, kicked him away from Klaus. I looked down at Klaus and helped him up, giving him a court nod. "Well, aren't you glad that I was near?"
By the look on his face, I knew he wasn't happy.
"Are you kidding me? You could've gotten hurt or killed," He told me and then grabbed my face in his hands. "Are you alright?"
"Ye–" I didn't get to finish my answer as Cami came running towards us, out of breath.
"Where is she? If something happened to her, Klaus, Malia, I swear to God–"
"Davina's fine. She'll wake with a spectacular headache, but given her intentions for me, she should count herself lucky," Klaus told her and she sighed in relief.
"You ditched me at the bar! I had to hitch -hike and then run on the backroads of the Bayou!" She exclaimed which made me chuckle. "You." I stopped laughing and pointed at myself. "Keep Klaus under control. He listens to you." I mock saluted to her, sending a wink to Klaus who smiled amusedly at me.
"Well, your perseverance is duly noted," Klaus commented.
"Oh, shut up! I'm so mad at you, I can hardly speak. But, I am here, and it is to tell you - not to bargain with you, and not to shame you, but to tell you - under no circumstances will you hurt that girl, do you understand me?" Klaus opened his mouth, looked at me then back to Cami, nodding.
"You have my word." Cami, relieved, rushed to Klaus and gave him a hug. I growled lowly, a feeling deep in my chest made me want to rip Cami apart.
"Is that Mikael? Is he...?" Cami questioned once she saw the body laying not that far away from us.
"He's still alive, in complete and utter agony," I commented. "If you don't want me to rip you apart, you keep him that way. He deserves it."
I threw Mikael's body carelessly into Klaus' car. For my enjoyment, I snapped both of his hands. I smirked and nodded in satisfaction.
