Chapter 39
"I didn't reject you… I was going to choose you... I was going to choose you… I was going to choose you… Choose you… Choose you…"
Kol let out a furious growl and punched a hole in the wall. This couldn't be true. Mag would have chosen him. She would have been his. They could have built a life together. A happy life. He would have been a better man: For her. He would have loved her and taken care of her. His life would have been very different. Everything would have been better. His brother had taken all of that from him. His whole life.
Dark rage filled him; he would make his brother pay. The noble Elijah. How many times had he lectured Kol about honor and loyalty? About family. What a joke. Elijah was the one who had made his little brother what he was by taking Mag from him and then helped Nik daggering Kol again and again.
And why? Because Kol had acted like "a monster". What about Nik then? He had been way worse than Kol and yet Elijah had stayed by him. Always and forever. They could all go to hell. Kol was ready to send Elijah there himself. His rage kept rising as he headed to the compound.
"Elijah!" he shouted as soon as he arrived at the courtyard. "Elijah!"
He zoomed up the stairs and ran into some werewolf girl. A pregnant werewolf girl. The girl Nik had knocked up. Kol couldn't have cared less about that right now.
"Who the hell are you?" the girl asked.
"Out of my way," Kol snarled and shoved the girl aside. "Elijah!"
"He's not here," the girl snapped.
Kol turned to look at her.
"Where is he?"
The girl crossed her arms and glared at him.
"That's none of your business. Who are you?"
Kol's lips curved into a cold smile.
"Oh my apologies, where are my manners. Kol Mikaelson. And you're my brother's little werewolf tramp."
"Excuse me?" the girl snapped.
"Where is Elijah?" Kol growled.
"Why don't you just go to hell…"
No more than second later, Kol grabbed the girl by the throat.
"WHERE IS ELIJAH?!"
"Kol!" Rebekah's voice shouted. "What the hell are you doing, let her go! She's pregnant for heaven's sake!"
Kol was too furious to even hear what his sister was saying; all he cared about was finding Elijah. Two pairs of arms yanked him away from the girl who started to cough.
"Little brother," Nik snarled icily. "You really want a dagger in your chest, don't you?"
"Where is Elijah?" Kol repeated once again, ignoring his brother's meaningless threats.
"I have no idea," Nik replied angrily. "Why are you looking for him?"
Kol let out a maniacal laughter.
"Because I'm going to kill him."
"What?" Nik and Rebekah snapped in unison. "Have you lost your mind?!"
"Far from it," Kol chuckled. "I'm finally seeing everything clearly."
"What everything?" Nik snorted.
Kol smiled and looked at his brother.
"Do you know what happened to Mag in Marseille? Why she disappeared?"
Nik frowned.
"What are you…"
"I do," Kol cut in. "And I think you should know too."
Elijah knocked the door and crossed his arms. He needed to have a word with Mag. Find out if they could really trust her. He most certainly didn't trust Lucien, he never had. He needed to make sure that Hayley and her child would be safe. Unfortunately Lucien was the one who opened the door.
"Elijah," he stated. "What a glorious pleasure."
"I'm here to see Mag," Elijah replied coolly.
The look that Lucien gave him was anything but friendly.
"I'm sorry; she's resting at the moment. I can tell her that you dropped by…"
"I'm in no mood for games," Elijah cut in. "You can either tell her that I'm here or then I'll do it myself."
Lucien smiled.
"Hmm. I don't know if you're aware of this, but she didn't have to come here. She agreed to help Nik's child because she's a sweet and kindhearted woman. The least you and your family can do for her is to show her the respect she deserves:"
"Respect?" Elijah repeated. "I find that amusing coming from you. And I must say that I'm surprised she ever chose someone like you."
"Well," Lucien hummed smiling. "I might be many things, but at least I'm not a hypocrite."
"And I'm running out of patience," Elijah snapped. "So I suggest you move out of my way before…"
"Lucien," Mag's voice said as she appeared beside him. "It's fine."
Lucien glanced at her.
"Are you sure?"
She smiled at him and nodded.
"Yeah. Thank you."
He gave Elijah a brief glare before stepping aside.
"Hello, Mag," Elijah greeted her.
"Elijah," she replied and gestured him to come in.
"Thank you," he stated while entering the suite.
"So," she started and crossed her arms. "What can I do for you?"
"I wanted to ask do you have any test results yet."
"No," she replied. "You could have just called and ask that."
"Yes, I could have, but I wanted to have a word with you." He paused and glanced at Lucien. "In private."
"I think I'm staying right here," Lucien stated coldly. "She has already had more than enough "private" conversations with your family today."
Elijah frowned.
"What?"
"Kol was here," Mag stated tensely. "And… I should warn you. He knows."
"Knows what?"
"Everything," Lucien hummed. "About how you compelled me, Tristan and Aurora, how we took Mag with us, how you made me believe that she was my wife…"
"What? You took her with you?"
"Surely you knew that," Mag stated coldly.
Elijah stared at her for a moment before he was able to reply.
"No… No, I didn't know. I… That was never my intention."
"What did you expect then?" Lucien snapped. "You made me believe that I was Nik, did you honestly think that he would simply leave his wife behind?"
Elijah didn't know what to say. Obviously he had wondered what had happened to Mag, but this had never even crossed his mind.
"Mag…. I never meant… This was not my intention."
"Perhaps not," Mag replied coolly. "But you still compelled Lucien, Tristan and Aurora. You took their lives."
"I was protecting my family," Elijah argued. "Including you. You were a part of that family."
"You didn't see what your compulsion did to them," Mag snapped. "I did. It left them traumatized for a long time. It broke Aurora's mind."
"Why do you care about that if they kidnapped you? And why on earth are you with Lucien now?"
Mag looked at him coldly.
"Lucien and I lived as a husband and a wife for over a century and unlike your brother, he was a good husband."
"What do you mean you lived as a husband and a wife? Did he compel you?"
"He thought that I had lost my memories, but that's not important right now." She paused and sighed. "I'm afraid this is going to be very messy."
