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Chapter 1
There was a clock ticking in the silent background, as the night lay heavy on Whitmore College. Caroline could feel the brocade pattern of the antique couch beneath her fingertips. The struggle to remain unmoving as another wave of nausea and pain swept over her was nearly her undoing. Caroline remembered walking out to her car, talking to her mom on the phone and telling her she'd see her soon. Then there was a blinding pain in her back and the world went dark. Now she was lying in silence and listening to the clock tick. Finally she heard the scuffle of footsteps nearby as things were maneuvered around the room.
"Ms. Forbes, you can stop pretending now, I know your awake." The disembodied male voice was recognized as her professor. Caroline sat up slowly, deliberately keeping her moves slow and careful. She could hear his heart beating the blood rushing in his veins. She knew he wasn't a vampire. He was however armed and with a thorough knowledge of how to take down a vampire.
"What do you want?" I asked wetting my dry lips. I was being careful to keep my eyes on him. He was very calm and self assured for a man who had just kidnapped a vampire. He turned his back reaching for a decanter of Brandy. I flashed up attempting to run. The shackle on my ankle cut through the bare skin. There was a sickening sound of cracking as the small bone gave. I couldn't suppress a scream of pain as I landed on the floor in a heap. I vaguely felt a sharp sting in my right shoulder as the world fell into blackness again.
"Stefan your gonna have to call him. " Damon stared in his glass of whiskey. It killed him to admit it but Klaus was the only one who could save Caroline now. He knew firsthand what the sick creatures at the Augustine Society were capable of. Caroline was in serious trouble and this served two purposes for him actually. Finding Caroline and destroying the Augustine society, because one thing that Damon was certain of was that Klaus would kill them all.
"Stefan, to what do I owe the pleasure of this call?" Klaus British accent flowed like silk over the line. Stefan took a deep breath as he let out the words he'd been dreading "Caroline's been taken." The eery silence on the other end of the line was deafening for a moment. "Do we know by whom?" Klaus ground out, the phone cracking under his grip. "The Augustine Society at Whitmore College, we can't track her exact location." Stefan told him sighing wearily in defeat.
Klaus felt sick inside as he kept it together. "I'm on my way, meet me at the airport." Klaus ran from the mansion yelling at Elijah to watch after Hayley.
Caroline could make out the blur of white light overhead, the whir and beep of machines was confusing. "Is this the hospital?" What had happened began to come back in flashes, terror was a palpable thing. The screaming pain in her abdomen was unbearable. It felt as though I were being cut in two. Sharp needles tore into the tender flesh of my arm and on each side of my abdomen. The blackness descended again and the pain ceased. The blackness was a welcome relief from the Hell and torture of the screaming pain.
Klaus stepped onto the grounds of Whitmore College with Stefan trailing in his wake. He could smell the faint trace of her essence upon the wind. His eyes were flickering from gold to blue as he smelled her blood. The wolf inside him was rising threatening to overtake the will of the man as he smelled the spilled blood of his mate upon the wind. Klaus blurred as he sped toward the scent an unmoveable force as he charged across the grounds and into the cellar of the building. The door's hinges came apart as he flung it against the wall. Klaus mind registered an unconscious Caroline and the depraved man who had cut her open. The wolf took over as he ripped the heart from his chest and proceeded to tear him limb by limb. He was vaguely aware of Stefan racing towards Carolines still and tortured body. The wolf abandoned his kill and flashed his body in front of Stefan, growling lowly. This was not rational thought but the instinct of the animal protecting his mate. He gathered her crumpled body to him, flashing away leaving the mess for others to clean up.
Klaus threw the door open to his mansion in Mystic Falls. He had carried Caroline all the way, stopping only to give her a small amount of blood. Klaus was astounded at the damage inflicted upon her body. Even for someone like him who was well versed in torture. The damage to her would have been agonizing. He only hoped she had passed out from pain for most of it. Something also smelled different in her abdomonal region, even with his vamp senses he would have dismissed it. The wolf in him however confirmed what his lesser senses had only suspected.
Taking Caroline into the Master Bathroom he cradled her in one arm and carefully adjusted the water in the massive sunken tub. When she awoke he didn't want her to be covered in blood and completely horrified. She deserved better than that. Truth be told she deserved better than all she had endured and he intended to personally see that happened.
Once the tub was filled to his satisfaction, Klaus carefully stripped away what was left of her bloodstained soiled clothing and threw them in the rubbish bin. He stripped away his own bloodstained clothing and lowered them both carefully into the tub. He carefully scrubbed away all of the blood and gore from her skin. He could see the lines on her skin where the monster had cut into her. He was very troubled by the fact that the wounds were leaving marks that still looked angry and not anxious to heal. This was coupled with the fact that Caroline wasn't waking up.
Taking her to the King sized bed he laid her carefully upon the black silk duvet. Biting into his wrist he leaned her back against him and began to dribble blood into her mouth, stroking the delicate column of her throat to help her swallow. He knew the exact moment when Caroline began to regain consciousness. She grabbed his wrist biting in with her fangs as she began to truly feed. Klaus let her have at it, stopping her only after he was sure she had taken a sufficient amount of blood.
Caroline was in agony. My body particularly my abdomen was on fire. It magnified the hunger making the feeling swamp me until the hunger and pain blended together and became one unstoppable force. The blood entering my system began to quench the horrible thirst and soothe the fire and pain raging inside me. Once the initial euphoria began to wane the taste and power became familiar.I looked into a familiar pair of beautiful blue eyes that were staring at me with a mixture of concern and love that took my breath away.
I licked the remaining drops of blood from his wrist. My other hand drifted to his face, the need to touch him to absorb that he was real and not a dream was paramount.
In this moment all the horrible things that Klaus had done paled in comparison to the monster that had kidnapped and tortured me. I felt safe in his arms and comforted in the warmth of his body. The shaking began as my mind ran back through the horror of the past few days; the tears began to roll down my cheeks. My fingers were diggin into Klaus arms with bruising force as my mind tortured me with the images of the past few days in a seemingly endless reverie.
"Caroline, sweetheart look at me!" You're here with me and your safe now!" Klaus rocked me gently against him, as I sobbed looking at him with unseeing eyes.
The temptation to compel her was right there before him. He could remove the pain and trauma, alleviate her fears. But he would not violate her trust that way. He needed to bring her around. Somehow get her to focus on him on the here and now. Looking down at her soft pink lips he kissed her gently, trailing kisses down her jaw and neck, whispering to felt Caroline respond instinctually as a soldier after surviving a skirmish she turned to him. Meeting his lips with her own, her kisses immediately turned from gentle to frantic. Klaus tried to pull away, to stop her; he didn't want to take advantage.
"Caroline, we should stop now; he gently tried to get space between them."
"No, I growled out my eyes flashing blue gold as I pinned him." The wolf in him responded claiming a mate he had gone far too long without. Tomorrow there would be time for recriminations. Tonight she was alive and burning in his arms nothing else mattered beyond the need to claim his mate.
He worshipped her with his body; he had seen so many things in his 1000 plus years and none of them rivaled Caroline's beauty in his arms, her name on his lips as they reached the bright stars of passions height together. She was the only woman he had ever truly loved, with that thought in mind he vowed right there to never let her go.
Caroline knew on some level that this was Klaus and it no longer mattered. His past and mine were blurred together and now they were only living for each other. In the morning the cold light of reality would dawn with all of its problems. Tonight he was hers, all of the feelings long been denied rushed to the surface. It could no longer be denied, he came to save me even after all of my rejection and betrayal. He stood alone the one man to put me first as no man, even my own father had before.
Drifting to sleep in his arms I felt tired, but safe for the first time in days. Seeking only the peace he could provide I brushed a kiss onto the tattoo on his shoulder as sleep claimed me.