Alex's P.O.V
The sun came through the window as I slowly opened my eyes. I felt Klaus's chest move up and down with his slow breathing. He needs to wake up so we can work on getting our children back. I turned to lay on my back and stared at him. Klaus's hair was everywhere and it covered his entire face. I turned so my back was now facing him again. There was a tiny bit of dust on the golden necklace across from me. I closed my eyes and went to get up, but before I could move to do so Klaus woke up. His grip on me got tighter and I glanced at Klaus as he began to open his eyes, only to squeeze them shut again because of the sun.
Klaus pulled me closer to him, turned me to lay on my back again, and buried his face in my neck. "It's too early," Klaus complained, his voice muffled by my neck. I made a hum of acknowledgment. For the past two days I realized that if I just respond to Klaus, he doesn't think anything of it.
I smelt blood and looked over at the dead witch's body lying in the corner of the room. Klaus and I's bloody footprints lead to the bathroom, showing the change between wolf and man halfway through. I felt a soft kiss on my neck and ran my hand through his hair ready to yank him off of me to get dressed.
"Ahem," A cough came from the doorway and I looked at Elijah. He gave us such a disappointed gaze as he looked for the witches' bodies then at back to us.
"Good morning Elijah," I said and remembered to add a little smile to my face, then move my finger through Klaus's hair. Elijah was judging me. Oh well. It's not my fault he painted a false image of me and was shocked by my actions. With those witches dead, I had fewer obstacles in my way. Klaus kissed my neck in a rougher fashion as I looked at the time.
7:30. Half an hour wasted by lying in bed. Elijah didn't seem fazed and my grip tightened slightly in Klaus' hair, which did the opposite of what I wanted, so I shoved him off of me. I walked over to our closet before he could try and kiss me. Our time in the shower last night was fun, and I was happy I bought birth control the day before, but I'm not wasting any more time on his affections towards me. I grabbed my clothes for the day and walked towards the bathroom in my pajamas.
"He's all yours," I said to Elijah before closing the bathroom door. I washed my face, brushed my teeth, and got dressed, slowly getting hungrier because of the blood smell in the bathroom. The bathroom door opened as Klaus walked inside, with Elijah following.
"You two had an eventful evening," The older original stated, and I shrugged.
Klaus wrapped his arms around my waist and went back to kissing my neck. "Klaus wanted the location of the white oak, and I'd prefer to keep him alive so I went with him," I answered as I bent over to fix my makeup.
"Then would you like me to remove your leftovers?" Elijah asked me sarcastically.
"If it's not too much trouble," I replied, before turning and giving Klaus a long kiss, which put an end to his neediness. I felt Elijah's intense gaze only on me and stared at him. "What?" I asked as I pushed Klaus back, so he'd let go, and put my makeup away before turning to Elijah. "These witches tried to kill my children meaning they're worth nothing more than food."
Both men watched me as I left the bathroom to go downstairs. Elijah seemed to be calculating something, whereas Klaus was slightly annoyed with me. Victor and Daniel were making coffee when I walked in, and they turned to me. They held the same expression Elijah did, but with more concern for my well being.
"Still not wearing your locket?" Daniel asked.
"Nope," I answered while popping the 'p'. "This necklace goes with my outfit better." I stared into the fridge, searching for a blood bag. When I turned around, I noticed Daniel had his hands raised defensively, although I didn't understand why. Victor, on the other hand, rolled his eyes at my tone, then did a double-take as if he misheard me. He'd be the first.
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