Chapter 9: Enter Silas, Harbinger of Evil
He had come in with velvet box and had made sure she had seen it. Now he waited. She sat on the bed, trying and failing not to ask what was on the tip of her tongue.
"Um, Master?"
"Yes, my pet?"
"What's in that box? I've never seen it before." Jane asked, tilting her head. He halfway smiled. She was a curious little thing.
"A gift. I acquired it before any thieves came along. I hope you like it."
Her eyes flew up to his in surprise, catching his gaze in the mirror.
"For me, Master?"
"Mmhm."
He smirked as she fidgeted.
"May I see it?"
"Later, pet." He told her. "It's for later. You should be getting ready now. Where is Katherine?"
"Helping Lord Elijah."
Klaus rolled his eyes. He suspected he knew what was going on and it was not "helping".
"Well, bring the dress here, pet. I'll do it."
Jane slid off the bed and gave the box another look before leaving. Klaus chuckled quietly.
"Oh, thank you Master! It's beautiful!" Jane said happily, hugging him and he smiled.
"Well then hold still and let me put it on you." He ended up laughing instead of being "firm". She was bouncing like a child and he enjoyed her innocence.
She smiled sheepishly. "Sorry, Master."
He pecked her forehead with a light kiss. "That's quite all right, love. You deserve to have a few gifts now and then." He left her to admire the necklace in the mirror as he slipped his suit jacket on. He glanced at her when she became quiet.
"Is it too tight?"
"No, it-it's fine." She told him, turning away from the mirror, where she had been fiddling with her dress.
Klaus turned to her. "What's wrong then?"
"I don't know much about etiquette." She admitted, glancing at the floor. She felt his fingers on her chin.
"Don't worry about that, pet." He told her reassuringly, when he tilted her face up to his. "This is just a little dinner party between our closest friends. It's not too formal. Especially with Kol's friends." Jane giggled a bit at the remembrance of one evening where Kol and his companions were drunkenly singing to the elephants in the garden. Klaus' mouth twitched at the sound of her laughter.
"You look lovely, by the way." He traced her lower lip with his thumb and her breath hitched.
"Thank you, Master."
He claimed her mouth with his, tasting her. She moaned and gripped at his suit jacket to keep her balance.
"The dress is lovely, but I think it will look much better on the floor and you in my bed." He stated, nipping at her neck lightly, careful not to mark her skin where someone would see. There would be time for that later. She gasped lightly. "Just this necklace and nothing more as you lay across my sheets." A heated blush rose to her cheeks at the imagery.
He pulled back with a smirk at her dazed expression and offered his arm.
"Shall we, pet?"
She linked her arm with his, nervous again.
"Just relax, my love. No one will question why you are there. It's not uncommon."
She tried not to let it go to her head that he called her "my love". He did occasionally use it when addressing other women, like when he just said, "love". But when he said it to her, it made her feel overwhelmed with joy. She just didn't understand why. Was she falling in love with him? Wasn't that a dangerous thing to do?
They reached the bottom of the steps and she let the thoughts fade from the mind as she thought hard to remember everything she could about how to eat properly, sit properly, and not embarrass herself. Mainly it was from her memories of observing them at dinner or when Rebekah or Elijah had one of their little parties.
Matt opened the door and their guests started coming in.
Klaus felt Jane gradually relax. She had seen all them before, had even conversed with some of them. She even waved at Marcel as he came inside and the man walked over to them.
"Well now, don't you look lovely." Marcel greeted as he took her hand and bestowed a kiss to the back of her white gloved knuckles. "You too, Klaus."
The Hybrid laughed and shook his hand. "Where have you been keeping yourself lately?"
"Been busy. New business from those uppity society people."
"Ah, they finally caved to your demands then?"
Marcel smirked. "Oh, yeah. They definitely started to see things my way. Think I got them to listen."
"Good. Perhaps you'll regale us with your ventures at dinner?"
"I'd be glad too." He said before nodding at Jane. "Miss Jane." He excused himself and she turned to Klaus.
"What business does he do?"
"Marcel dabbles in a lot of things, but he does do a lot of lumber sales."
"Oh."
Klaus frowned slightly. "The high society over in New Orleans, try their best to put him down. I'm glad to see things are finally looking up for Marcellus."
"You care for him. He's like family."
"Hm." He hummed in agreement.
"That's nice." Jane smiled and he smiled too.
Aurora and Tristan came up to them next.
"Hello, Nik. So good to see you!" The little redhead blurted and Tristan rolled his eyes at his sister.
"Starting the night off with bang already, are we?" Klaus smirked.
She gave a very un-lady like snort and Jane smiled a bit, trying not to giggle. "It was just a bit of wine for the road."
"Yes, for the road, for the horses, for the trees we passed…" Tristan drawled. Klaus felt Jane press her face to his arm briefly, probably hiding a smile. Her movement caught Aurora's eye.
"Hello, Jane, dear. How are you?"
"Fine, Lady Aurora."
"There's something different about you." The woman continued and Jane swallowed in audibly. Did she know? But how? She wasn't showing yet! "It's this." Relief went through Jane's body as Aurora examined her necklace. "Oh, this is lovely. Where'd you get it, Nik?"
"Just a little something I picked up." Klaus stated and the sound of glass clinking caught their attention. Elijah smiled at the assembly before him.
"Dinner is ready. Please come and seat yourselves."
Dinner was going well. Jane observed what the others were doing and followed their example. Aurora wasn't very helpful, considering she about another cup of wine away from falling to the floor, but Tristan seemed to sense her unease. He gave her a subtle wink and a motion towards what to do and for that she was very glad. The only part she didn't like was that Klaus was seated far down the table from her.
His eyes fell to her very often however and she would meet his gaze, giving him a reassuring smile when she did. He would return the smile, looking relieved that she wasn't left to fend for herself.
"Oh, that sounds lovely." Freya said, her expression never changing from the dreamy look she always seemed to have. Jane had had a hard time believing she was another Mikaelson at first, because while the others were fear-inducing…Freya was not. She was kind and a bit eccentric, but she had her reasons. Her Aunt Dahlia had taken her from Esther when she had only a little girl. It was understandable then, why she wasn't so much like them. She did have a temper if one got her angry enough, but that was rare. It was on those occasions that her true nature let itself be known.
Lucien, one of Kol's over-the-top friends, smirked. "Oh, you'd love it, beautiful. You should stop by sometime. Check out the sights." His flirting with Freya was starting to make Jane feel ill. Either that or the morning sickness again. She had yet to find a reason it was called morning sickness when it happened all the time and not just in the morning.
Josh came into the room and Jane looked at him curiously as he bent to whisper something into Elijah's ear. The vampire stiffened and glanced at Klaus who frowned. Something was happening.
The doors opened again and a handsome young man that Jane had never seen before entered. The room fell silent. Apparently, he was known to the rest of them.
"May I present his Lordship, Lord Silas."
Jane felt her blood run cold and she glanced at Klaus in a panic. He frowned before standing up along with Elijah as a man strode through.
His very demeanor demanded respect and Jane was suddenly afraid.
"Silas. To what do we have the honor?" Elijah asked coolly, though his posture was nothing more than aggressive, as was Klaus'.
"I heard there was a big to-do at the Mikaelson Estate and I thought I'd pop in. That's not a problem, is it?" He smirked, glancing between the two brothers, waiting for one of them to speak. He seemed to know that he was not well liked and very un-welcome, but he also knew that they wouldn't dare throw him out. He would retaliate in ten-fold.
"No, of course not." Elijah said, still sounding cold. "Please join us."
Silas inclined his head. "Yes, I think I will." He snapped his fingers and the dark haired, young man that had introduced him came forward to pull out a chair. Unfortunately, it wasn't across the table from Jane. Not directly, but close enough for him to still notice her. Jenna and Alaric both made polite nods when he settled himself in the chair next to Alaric.
He snapped his fingers again and this time a girl came inside. She had long blond hair and pretty blue eyes. She obediently held her wrist above the wine glass in his hand and then cut her wrist with a small knife from the pocket on her apron. Blood poured into cup until the wound healed. Jane's eyes widened. The girl was a vampire. Not human. She had never seen a vampire take blood from another vampire before. He seemed to enjoy it. The girl cut her wrist again each time it healed until he had almost a full glass. He sent her away with a wave of his hand and leaned back to sip his drink. Everyone had been sitting on baited breath, waiting for something awful to occur.
"So, Niklaus. What are we celebrating?"
There was an almost audible sigh of relief from everyone in the room and conversation and eating continued.
Jane peered at the dancers twirling about the ballroom floor.
"Would you care for a drink, my dear?"
She turned to see Silas watching her, his wicked forest green eyes looking her over. She felt her skin crawl. It was like he was undressing her with his eyes.
"Oh, um…thank you." She said softly, reaching for the champagne flute. She knew she'd never drink it however, so she pretended too.
"I don't believe we've met. I'm Silas."
"My Lord." She said politely. "I am Jane."
"Jane." He repeated, her name rolling off his tongue in a manner that made her want to find Klaus.
Like he sensed that she needed him, Klaus was at her elbow. "Lady Jane, may I have this dance?"
"Of course." She said, trying not to sound relieved. "Excuse me." She told Silas and handed him the flute back. His displeasure was shown in his eyes, but there was nothing he could do.
"Has he harmed you?" Klaus asked lowly as they disappeared into the crowd of dancers. She shook her head, fingers fiddling with his jacket.
"He frightens me."
He nodded once. "I know, pet. He'll be gone soon."
"Does he know?"
"No, I don't believe so. We just have to be careful."
"Why did you…"
"Because he doesn't know you are my pet. Silas has been known to "share" pets. I do not share and he will try to take advantage of you if he discovers it."
Jane worried her bottom lip. He cupped her cheek. "Don't be afraid, pet. I will not allow him to touch you."
"You cannot deny him, Master. He'll hurt you or your siblings. I could not bear it if he did."
"He will not touch you or our child." He said firmly, his hand on her waist, subtly stroking her stomach. "I will keep you safe."
"Master." She whispered against his lips as he kissed her roughly, pressing her against him. Mindful of the little bump between them. She wasn't showing prominently just yet, but he could still feel a raise on her abdomen and her dress was a bit snug there. She gasped and clung to him as he rubbed his face against her bare chest, his stubble scraping her just right. He sucked a nipple into his mouth, his tongue caressing her gently. Her breasts were sore because of her pregnancy so his attentions were bringing her relief. He moved to the next one, feeling her thighs tremble from the pleasure, and he slipped a hand between her legs, his fingers teasing her folds through her lace panties.
"Please…" She bucked her hips and he growled, his fingers sliding into her very wet slit. Whimpering, she tilted her head back, trying to ride his fingers and he kissed at her neck.
"Turn around, pet. Let me have you." He said in her ear. Helping her kneel on the padded seating in the gazebo. "Such a good girl."
"Please, Master." She whispered and he got the skirt of her dress out of the way, draping it over her back. He lowered her panties and cupped her little ass roughly, squeezing the round flesh and she spread her knees wider, giving him a view of her glistening need.
He kissed at her, his stubble scraping her smooth skin and making her whimper at the feeling as he went lower and lower until he was right where she wanted him to be.
"Does that feel good, pet? Hm?"
She nodded against her arm and he smirked before dragging his tongue along her heated flesh. She moaned and he hummed in approval before licking her a bit harder. He held her hips, keeping her from moving away as he tasted her, lapping her core. His cock was hard and throbbing and he needed relief and had for a while. When it was becoming clear that she was nearing her climax, he pulled away.
"Say my name, my love." He urged, standing back up and licking his lips of moisture. "I want to hear you cry my name as I fuck you."
"Klaus." She gasped as he slid into her. His body reacted to her saying his name and he thrust a bit harder. She gripped the edge of the gazebo, rocking her body as he slapped against her.
"Again." He growled, his pace fast and brutal. She felt overwhelmed and overheated and she wanted more from him. "Say it again, sweetheart."
"Klaus, please. I need you."
He groaned, pleasure rushing through his body. She grasped at the fencing, knuckles white, and panted heavily. Her breasts bouncing with each movement and he reached around to cup them and fondle them. They had gotten a bit bigger and he loved them.
"Niklaus."
The sighing of his full name sent him into over drive and he came with a shout as she found her release around the same time. Her walls clamped around him, almost painfully as he filled her with his seed.
Klaus groaned, burying his face into her neck as they both came down from their high. "Are you hurt?"
"No, Master." She told him, breathlessly and a bit tiredly.
"Good." He kissed her cheek and stood upright, fixing her clothes and then his own. "Are you coming back inside, pet?"
"May I sit in the garden for a while longer? The stars are beautiful."
Klaus chuckled and took her chin. "Yes, of course, pet." He kissed her lips gently, stroking her pink tinted cheek. "Come in soon. The party is almost over."
"Yes, Master."
Jane was looking up at the sky when footsteps came up behind her. She turned and gasped as someone stepped into the gazebo with her. It was Silas.
"I can see why Niklaus has been hiding you. You're exquisite." He stroked her cheek with the tips of his fingers. "Such beauty should be flaunted. If you were mine, I'd dress you in the finest silks, shower you with gifts, show you off to everyone. You would never want for anything. You would be revered as a goddess."
"I'm sure you tell all of the girls that, Lord Silas."
He barked out a laugh. "Oh, and you have a quick-witted little tongue." He smirked suggestively and leaned closer. "I bet you do such beautiful things with it. Your Master must adore you." She wrinkled her nose in disgust. She thought Lucien was a sickly flirt. This guy was beating his record with just a few words.
Jane frowned lightly. Would it impolite to scream at him or bash him in the head with a nearby flower pot?
"I don't know what you mean."
His eyes raked over her body, his nostrils flaring as he took her in scent. A mixture of herself and Klaus.
"Oh, he dressed you up, but I know what you are. I've seen how he worships you and how you comply to his wishes. Such a beautiful pet." He tried to stroke her cheek again, but she reared back.
"Excuse me, I need to go back inside."
He stopped her, taking her arm, and she looked at him frightened.
The music from inside floated out to them, a lively upbeat tune.
"Dance with me." He told her. "I insist."
She bit her lip and took his offered hand, knowing that if she insulted him by not taking his hand, she'd risk embarrassing her master. Or cause a huge problem. It was best to let him have his one dance and then she could flee to find her master inside.
His hand felt heavy and possessive on her waist as he danced with her and kept her from fleeing.
"You are quite the dancer."
"I've been practicing." She admitted, wishing he wouldn't hold her so tightly or so close.
He smiled. "How did such a beautiful creature like yourself come to be here?" The charade was up, she might as well tell the truth.
"Lord Elijah bought me for my master."
"A present." He smirked. "How nice."'
She felt a chill go down her spine. She was very afraid of this man.
"Tell me, did your master teach you how to love a man or did you already have some experience?"
"That's a very rude question." She said boldly and he threw back his head in a laugh.
"I suppose it was. Forgive me."
Kol tapped his shoulder. "May I? Nik requests her presence."
"Of course." Silas told him, though he looked displeased.
Jane took Kol's hand and let him pull her out of the gazebo. They walked back through the maze of shrubs back to the house.
"Are you all right, little love? Nik sent me to fetch you when he noticed Silas had disappeared."
"He's been following me. He saw me and Master…"
"So he knows you're a pet now." Kol scowled. "I warned Nik he'd come here sooner or later." He caught the look on her face. "He doesn't know anything else, love. And even if he did, you're safe." He placed his hand on her waist and she flinched. "Did he hurt you?"
"Just holding me too tightly."
The vampire looked infuriated. "Don't let him corner you again." He warned. "His politeness won't last."
"That was polite?" She muttered and he smiled softly. "Where's Master?"
"Inside. He and Elijah are holding a meeting with Marcellus." Kol frowned. "Perhaps you should go find him." Before she could move, the sound of howl came directly from the woods surrounding the house. It was loud and eerie. She pressed against Kol and he frowned at the darkness.
It was deadly silent in the ballroom. The musicians had stopped playing, spooked by the howls that were coming from outside.
"It sounds like a lot of them." Jane bit her lip. Kol's eyes scanned their surroundings. Growls came from the other side of the wall.
"Let's go inside, little love."
"What's happening?" Rebekah asked Jane as the girl came running inside, looking pale and frightened. Kol flew inside right after her and began shutting all the glass doors.
"Wolves. Dozens of them. Just outside the gates." Kol told her and her eyes widened.
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