This is a Klaroline story! I also have another Klaroline story, so go check that out, and let me know if you want me to work on this one or the other one! because I couldn't decide :) Thanks, enjoy!

Caroline was high tailing her way over twigs and branches.

She always loved the mystic falls forest, but it wasn't so appealing to her at the moment.

Why? you ask, well it might have something to do with the well trained assassin currently chasing her through it.

now I know this seems a little bit confusing, so let's head back a few minutes...

(A few minutes earlier...)

Caroline stepped out of the store, heading towards her car, grocery bags in tow. she made it to the back of her car, keys in hand. before she could open the trunk, a male voice stopped her.

"Pardon me, ma'am,"

"I'm not a ma'am," she replied turning around, freezing as a spark of fear hit her like a bucket of ice water, she didn't know the male figure per say, but she did recognise the persona.

"Can I help you?" she bit out, trying and failing to keep the hostility from her voice.

A snake like a grin slithered its way out of the dark haired man,

"I have a message from your father," he stated. Pulling out a gleaming dagger, from his black trench coat, she glanced at it noticing the familiar symbol carved onto the hilt.

the bags and keys she was holding immediately dropped, the breaking of glass echoed throughout the parking lot, as a jar of tomato sauce shattered, it's red contents smeared across the pavement cruelly like the blood of a helpless victim.

"It's time to come home, Little Tiger,"

(Back to present time...)

Caroline could run for an impressive amount of time, but the fear coursing through her veins right now was making it difficult to breath.

the adrenaline being the only thing keeping her moving, and not having a full blown panic attack.

admittingly it was a little stupid to run through the woods at night, on a full moon, but sadly there was no other option.

it seemed fate had a grudge against her because, at that moment, a growl could be heard through the thick darkness ahead of her. now due to the man hot on her trail, she couldn't stop running in the direction she'd chosen, not even when a big black furry wolf was flying towards her.

In his wolf form, Klaus tackled the fairy-like girl to the ground. Her hair becoming a flurry of blonde curls around her face, as she hit the hard forest floor.

Klaus' front paws landed on her stomach, he was just about to sink his canines into the milky flesh of the long slender throat arched on display for him. but he frowned confused, the girl wasn't crying or begging for her life, in fact, she hadn't even screamed on the way

down.

Rearing back, he looked at the peculiar girl.

He was met with a pair of the most magnificent blue-green eyes he'd ever seen, she had this intensely determined expression in her eyes. One look felt like a severe punch to his gut.

Now that he had a chance to fully look at her. she was beautiful, heart-stoppingly so.

Creamy fair skin, that his human hands ached to smooth over, a halo of blonde golden curls, that looked soft to the touch, all framed around a small delicate face. With delicious looking lips as red as the blood, that pumped through her body.

The sound of heavy breathing snapped Klaus back to the land of sanity, where he should be tearing into her carotid artery, not be in an admiring- awestruck- induced daze.

The same eyes that had enchanted him so were now peering at him curiously, the girl let out a long exhale, her warm breath felt amazing against his fur.

Caroline Stared up into the electric amber eyes of the transcendence like wolf creature, above her. he was mesmerising.

an inexplicable pull made her hand raise to stroke the soft black fur, it felt amazing against her skin.

with no control what so ever over his body. Klaus hummed leaning into the curious hand of the beautiful golden-haired girl, her skin felt like silk.

The little human was now gazing up at him with what looked suspiciously like awe? he expected to see fear, but never awe.

Leaning up on one elbow, Caroline slid her hand up from his snout and began gently running her fingers through the fur between the wolf's ears.

Her eyes took on a soft edge."Pretty eye's," she muttered.

Klaus laughed, wich sounded more like a growl, from a human's point of view.

Instead of running and screaming like a normal person would, from a gigantic wolf creature, she stayed calm and collected.

for goodness sake, there was still blood dripping down his deadly teeth from his past hunt.

She was becoming quite the enigma.

Caroline slowly extended to a seated position, making the large wolf rise with her.

She was so close, Klaus could feel the lightest brush of her nose against his.

The Moment was broken, when the distinctive sound of footsteps could be heard behind the pair.

Elijah stepped into the clearing he tracked his brother to after something had caught Klaus' attention.

He halted his steps, the sight before him, surprised the usually unfazed Elijah. It was quite comical, A pretty blonde girl sitting in front of a large wolf beast, and they were both just staring calmly at one another.

He was confused at the fact that his brother wasn't attacking the girl, the situating became much odder when the girl turned her head toward the new presence.

"Hey, hows it going?" The blonde nodded at Elijah, completely undisturbed at the sight of a stranger.

Elijah just chuckled at the greeting. saddened by the fact that they would have to kill another innocent, they couldn't keep her alive, she has seen too much. the word couldn't get around about two originals being in mystic falls, he didn't know for sure if she would say anything, but it was best not to take a chance. It was a shame though, the girl had kind eyes.

Klaus watched the different emotions pass over his brother's eyes, too fast for his eyes to read. he did catch a glimpse of the guilt before he took a step forward.

Klaus growled in warning, clearly understanding his intentions.

Elijah stopped his advance, at Klaus' warning growl. He watched astonished as his brother took a protective stance in front of the pretty blue-eyed girl.

His brother! The man who killed first and asked questions later, the one who said countless times that caring was a weakness.

The two brothers stare down got interrupted when a black-haired man wearing too much leather, sprinted into the emotionally charged clearing. Joining their little circle.