Title: Alpha's mate
Pairing: Caroline, Klaus
Rating: T
Summary: AU. "She knew every little secret her village held for years, or so she believed. The only thing that intrigued her little too much was— fence lying on East side of the village." By the time she understood danger behind it, she finds herself in front of a powerful Alpha. Caroline thinks her everything is over. Or it could be the beginning of her life.
About story: Wolves/ mate. Falls into Romance, Angst, Drama category. There could be mild mature content, but I'll let you know before you go for every chapter and of course only if you guys want to read more!
Note: I don't own Klaroline or TVD. I only own my story. Everything I write is for entertainment. Please leave feedback =)
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Caroline's pulse spiked up as she took axe from her friend, Katherine. "I really don't think it is appropriate thing for us to do." The blonde complained again with a sigh.
It was an island like village named Red Hallows in which Caroline was living. According to her, Red Hallows was the only beautiful place she had known. The eldest one in Red Hallows had been narrating Caroline and her friends about legendaries. All about mythical creatures that belonged to their folklore. Every creature intrigued Caroline, and she really wished to see at least one of them.
She knew every little secret her village held for years, or so she believed. The only thing that intrigued her a little too much was— fence lying on East side of the village. She along with others were threatened not to go that side of village. She never knew the reason why. The eldest one simply denied sharing such details. After she turned sixteen, one night she heard howling sounds coming from the East side of village. She remembered that day, it was full moon. None of the villagers dared to leave their houses at nights. Not even Caroline.
The very next day when Caroline shared about her experience, Katherine widened her eyes in surprise and muttered grumpily that she didn't get to hear those sounds. Because Katherine was a heavy sleeper.
Katherine became as obsessed as Caroline and so together they walked toward East and found that the fence was thicker to breach through. Therefore daily Katherine brought her father's tools without his knowledge, of course, and began to pass few of those weapons to her friend. Since a month it was their routine, to cut down that fence layer by layer.
"Ah, my fingers!" Katherine hissed looking down at her hands after cutting down for a while. She stopped to work and pointed her split fingertips for her friend to see. Caroline gave her pity look and placed her tool down. Slowly she turned to other side and saw as the sun was going down.
"I think it is time to return to our homes, Katerina." Caroline suggested using her full name.
"I don't believe that our parents will appreciate what we were doing." Caroline muttered washing her hands with water in the vessel behind her house.
Katherine gave her a pointed look, "Are you going to tell anyone what we are up to?" When her friend shrugged shoulders slightly, the brunette groaned louder than it was required. "You know what my parents do then? They would simply marry me to someone saying that I have crossed certain limits." Katherine was a bit older than Caroline, thus the Petrovas were rushing to marry her off with one of the suitable, skilled warriors of that village as they belonged to warrior class.
Caroline giggled at her tone. "At one point, you have to accept someone in your life."
"And must I lose my freedom and life."
"I completely agree." Caroline said in a serious tone. Almost half of girls of their age were married to men of their respective classes in village, and few of them died in the process of giving birth to next generation. Caroline's mother who was the only midwife in that village, shared experiences with her. And that was the reason why Caroline was actually terrified with their tradition. Warriors, peasants, smiths or slaves - the class didn't matter when it came to the role of women.
After retiring back to their respective houses, Caroline was relieved for not finding her father inside. Then it would be a severe problem for her. And her mother had never inquired about her activities particularly.
Once again Caroline found herself waking up in the middle of night because of chilling, distant howl. She would have let it go, but that howl felt so lively, as if it was calling her.
She was imagining things, Caroline slapped her forehead tiredly.
Once again she heard that, the cry of a - ?
Caroline—don't. She admonished herself for her curiosity.
She began to walk in her chamber, restlessly, closed her ears with her hands when the howls didn't cease. "Stop it!"
The howl turned out as alluring one surprisingly as if it was calling out for someone. Also overwhelming, it was. The source of that yowl sounded like it was depressed, for some strange reasons. She pulled her black cloak closer to body as she felt chills traveling through her spine. It was rather terrifying, she would say that, but she dared to step out of her house after confirming that her parents were deep in sleep.
Looking around Caroline found no one and she wondered how people were sleeping while this god-awful cry echoed throughout the village. Usually she would have taken torch with her, but it was full moon. The moon was bigger and brighter surprisingly. She liked it. And thus, she could distinguish between things with no problem.
When she found the cries were coming from the East part, Caroline was not at all surprised. Undoubtedly that was the reason why the elders condemn even glancing at that direction.
She took no other moment to contemplate about her situation when another howl filled her surroundings. Her legs made an impulse movement in that direction. With cooking knife and her father's pitchfork on either hands, she progressed toward East of village, toward broken fence.
Caroline's grip on her weapons tightened as cool breeze whipped her harshly. The sound of cries intensified, and she peeped through the hole they made into fence after kneeling on the ground. She could listen to splashes of flowing river, and then—there was some creature under bright moon.
She gasped how the creature's eyes glowed, even at that distance. Quickly it turned gaze toward her, and she immediately froze finding a long muzzle. It was dark, and very... very strong. She mistook it with horse, but horses wouldn't have scorching yellow eyes.
It looked like a hound, a hellhound from that manuscript she was shown by the elder.
She came back to sense when that creature let out another howl in front of her. It was the most powerful and loudest sound she ever heard. She felt like her ears were bleeding, so she quickly closed them. Even then she could feel vibrations caused by the creature. As if they were passing through her.
When that bark stopped finally, Caroline opened her eyes again. There were tears leaking from both the corners of her blue eyes. It was because of the intensity.
Then that creature moved close to river on the other side, but it couldn't get into it, for some reasons. Caroline thanked all the Gods above for that, and then she decided to run back before anything worse could happen.
For once, she wanted to slap herself for not bringing horse with her. See, now she could have avoided running for almost a mile. But then as soon as she enters the stable, their two horses would start whining.
This would be last time. When she got home, Caroline swore herself to never glance at Eastside. Never again, not in a lifetime. She learned her lesson, and she would never cross lines drew by their elders. Never.
She quivered her head and slowly wiped thick surface of sweat formed on her face. Never. That word seemed like it traveled in her mind for while until she slept.
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