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❝ She was filled with poison but blessed with beauty and rage ❞
When young and powerful Makena George returns home to New Orleans to help an old friend s...
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"He got you pretty bad" Marcel states pulling the knife out of Kenna's leg making her groan, "however you got him worse"
"Son of a bitch had it coming" Kenna sighs looking down at the blood covering her body.
"Here" Marcel says calmly biting his wrist, holding it out to her. She doesn't hesitate before connecting her lips to his wrist swallowing the vile blood.
Kenna winces at the harsh taste before pulling away, watching her wounds slowly heal.
"When I next see Klaus I'm gonna rip his traitorous heart out of his chest! He knew everything Marcel." Kenna shakes her head, her jaw clenched.
Marcel could tell how angry the young witch was, he could practically feel the heat radiating off her. But despite Klaus signing her death sentence, he knew she couldn't go through with killing him.
"Admit it Kenna, deep down no matter how badly he hurt you, you feel something for Klaus don't you?" Marcel raised an eyebrow. Of course he didn't agree with it, he practically watched that girl grow up but he knew people couldn't control their feeling, hell look at him and Rebekah.
"You're out of your mind..." Kenna scoffed looking at Marcel with disbelief, "I could never like someone like Klaus Mikaelson!"
A small smile fell upon the vampires face noticing the girls discomfort , he doesn't comment further leaving Kenna to question everything.
"How did you find me?" Kenna furrows her eyebrows at the vampire as they walked down the streets.
"Davina called me, she drew a picture of you, she does that a lot" Marcel explained.
She nodded impressed, "it must've been my scream... it's a witch thing" she laughed awkwardly at Marcels confusion.
Marcel spots Rebekah in the voodoo shop and stops waking "excuse me, I'll catch up with you later" he mutters before following her in leaving Kenna alone on the dark street.
Kenna pulls her phone out her pocket seeing the multiple messages, her eyes widening slightly.
"Makena, your assistance would be greatly required right now. It's Hayley. - Elijah"
She mentally cursed completely forgetting about Sophie being drugged with a mysterious herb.
Kenna knew exactly what that herb was, it's what they were going to giver her mother, a miscarriage inducing spell.
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"She's burning up, we need to do something now!" Kenna hears Elijah shout.
Makena debated helping the Mikaelsons after today's events, she paced back and forth. She knew she had to help, she couldn't turn her back now.
"Get her in the pool!" Kenna shouts in return as she storms into the garden, Elijah's eyes widen when he sees the witch.
