Mackenzie Alemaund is an unlucky 18 year old teenager whose life changes drastically after she gets kidnapped by two vampires and learns, on the same day, that she is not human.
(The Immortals' remake) (Elijah x OC) (OC portrayed by Lily Collins)
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It was a cold night in the Forest and the moonlight barely filtered through the thick mist that had settled above the trees. Most of the castle was asleep, and only the servants were running around cleaning and making sure everything was perfect enough to meet the queen's standards. The kitchen was wild awake doing the dishes and preparing for the next day. A page ran out of there after the chef caught him stealing leftovers. He launched himself in the dark hallways and though his steps were heavy and loud, he didn't wake anyone, not even the vampires that resided there. Only one vampire heard him, and it made him pause as he wondered if he were trying to run away from a dangerous situation.
"Did you hear something?" Mackenzie whispered in the dark.
"It's nothing," he assured her as brought her closer to his chest.
The silk of her red nightgown collided with his silk black shirt and the feelings of being tangled in her bordeaux silk bedsheet convinced her that she hated the material. It felt cold on her skin, but she stopped shivering when he joined her in her bed.
He almost scared her as he appeared at the doorstep of her bedroom. It was unlike him not to knock but it was his understanding that a servant would usually be present to open the door and announce any visitor, and that it wasn't too surprising that she hadn't heard him come in from where she stood in the other room.
Nightmares were his reason to visit this late. He was pleased to hear she had less of those since Klaus took him away from her, but she was pleased to hear he wanted to spend the night with her anyway. He took her in his arms, wrapped them around her as he brought her back to his chest and rested his chin on the top of her head. He seemed a little sad, but he assured her otherwise before he changed the conversation back to the previous dinner.
"He's in good shape for someone who's over seven hundred years old."
"You're one to talk."
"I'm a vampire," he reminded her. "His... unwillingness to age is... a mystery to say the least."
"I didn't dare ask him."
"Me neither. It seems like... such a rude question to ask."
"Maybe I'll gather the courage to ask him tomorrow night."
