Rebekah POV
After 1,000 years my siblings and I had finally returned to New Orleans. We had fled the city because our father Mikael who looking for my older brother Niklaus. My father hated him and called him the bastard child because my mother had an affair. And the result of that affair was Nik. Another reason why Mikael hated my brother was because our little brother Henrik was killed by our neighbors the wolves while he and Nik were out hunting. My father was devastated and my mother decided to come clean about her affair. Mikael was enraged when he heard that Nik weren’t his son and he went on a murderous rage, killing Nik’s real father and the members of his pack. Since that day Mikael was full of contempt for Nik and hunted him down like an animal. If anyone tried to protect my brother, Mikael would make them pay. So when it looked like Nik was content, Mikael would come, forcing him to flee for his life. And Nik would force me and my older brother Elijah to come with him. Always and forever had been our family motto for a 1,000 years. We argued and at times hated each other. But in spite of all of that we loved each other and vowed to protect each other.
The last time that Mikael came looking for us; he brought death and destruction with him. He “killed” my lover, Marcellus Gerard. Nik had adopted him when he was a boy. He loved him like a son. Marcel and I was close. We used to fence together. Of course I would always win and our lessons were supervised by Nik. I guess that he didn’t trust us being alone together especially when Marcel told me that he was going to marry me. I told him that I would never marry someone that I could beat in fencing. Years later Marcel and I became a couple and made love for the first time. But our relationship had to be kept a secret because if Nik ever found out; he would punish us. Marcel “died” defending me to Mikael and he refused to tell where his children were. In a rage, Mikael burned the city to the ground, forcing the citizens to run from their lives.
I never forgot about Marcel as the centuries passed. We were supposed to get married and if he had lived; he told me that he was going to stand up to Nik and accept whatever punishment that my brother could dish out. But wherever Nik and I went, he was overprotective. To say that I had man issues was like the bloody understatement of the year. I fell in love easily only to have my heart ripped out by some douche. And then to make them pay Nik would rip their hearts out. I resented the way that Nik treated me. I get that he was only trying to protect me but I wanted to make my own decisions and he would embarrass me. Not listening to Nik only got me in trouble as he would punish me by sticking a dagger in my chest and then shoving me into a bloody coffin for god knows how many years until he was ready to undagger me.
I stood there, waiting for Marcel. I had recently learned from Nik that Marcel was still alive and was running New Orleans. Nik weren’t pleased about this as he believed that Marcel had stolen what was rightfully his and he wanted to get it back. I knew my brother and I knew that he would not rest until he had beaten Marcel at his own game. I was nervous about seeing Marcel as I used to be in love with him. But that was in the past and he weren’t the same Marcel that I knew back then.
“Rebekah.” I heard from behind me and I turned around
“Hello Marcel.” I spoke in a formal tone
“You look beautiful.” He said and I rolled my eyes
“I got your message. You said that you wanted to talk. So talk Marcel.” I said icily as I weren’t in the mood to hear any of his lines
“You always did like to get straight to business Rebekah. It was one of the reasons that I’m so crazy about you.” He stated with a smile
I smiles sweetly. “Oh really? Then what’s the deal with you and Cami?” I demanded
