Klaus Pov
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I arrived at the compound in a couple of minutes. I would've been able to get there faster, but I was trying to make sure that Luna was still breathing. The lashes had stopped, but the bleeding hadn't, which, as of now, was one of my biggest concerns...
Luna has been with my family and me for little over a month. I couldn't help but notice my sudden tendency to grow agitated and even angry when she spent time with Elijah. Her company was something I wanted, constantly, every moment of every day. I felt better around her. There was something about her that I couldn't quite grasp. Even when I was away from the house, I thought about her. Missed, her even. Over the course of her being here, Luna and I have had quite a few moments. For a person who had been kept in captivity all of her life, she was quite wise. It was wrong of me to expect her to be naive. She was curious. That look on her face when she would see/do/hear/touch something she hadn't before she would get this look on her face. I adored her in those moments. How, her green and gray eyes would widen in wonder. How, her pink lips would curve upwards in a smile. There was this glow about her that everyone seemed to catch. Always ready to learn something new. I remember that when Rebekah put something in the blender, and she jumped right into me with a child-like fearful expression on her alluring features. I don't think anyone's ever told her that she was beautiful. Not just how she looked either. Her skin was in the loveliest carmel shade I had ever seen, so warm and pleasing to the eye. Her eyes were almond-shaped and blanketed in thick, dark, and long lashes. Luna and Hayley shared the same eye color, but I preferred it better on Luna. Her dark hair had luscious curls throughout the restraint to not touch or pull on was getting harder each day. Her shape just like, the rest of her gave off a very sensual vibe. The way she saw the world, the way she saw me was something I also adored. She was so different, it was what separated her from any other of the other girls in the world. However, I didn't want to talk to those other girls out there in the world. I wanted to talk to her. I wanted to be the one to tell her that she was beautiful and not my brother or any other man for that matter. Every day she made sure to thank me. Even if it was as simple as opening the door. She didn't know it, but she would make my day in just those small moments. Now that her life was in danger, I was scared.
I didn't want to lose her. The poor girl had had enough torment and hell in her life she did not need anymore...
Luna had long stopped screaming, but she was still shaking. She would whimper occasionally. Each one sent a painful pang in my chest. She was suffering even in sleep.
There was blood everywhere my, jacket was covered. I wasn't sure how much more of it she could take even with her wolf healing. I can't lose her I don't think I would ever be the same. Even though we've known each other for such a short time, I felt like we had a connection. A strong, bond at that she treated me like a decent person, better in fact. Even though I'm sure she has heard the stories of me from the witches, it doesn't change the way she speaks to me.
"MARCEL!"
I shouted outside of the compound. I didn't want to barge in that would give off the wrong insinuation for me being there. There would be a fight even though I didn't mean to start one. I wanted to ask for help the right way. I knew that this could go very wrong. I didn't care about who was king I, just cared about getting Luna better. One of Marcel's vampires opened the door.
"It's alright, Diego let him in."
I smiled, walking past Diego, he didn't like me that much, and I felt the same way about him. He tried to touch Luna, and I growled at him. Angered at the fact that he wanted to think about touching her.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you mate. That is if you'd like to keep your hands."
Diego walked off and went up the stairs. I turned to see Marcel, he had a smile on his face, but then it disappeared when he noticed Luna.
"What happened to her?" I laid Luna down on the couch and covered her with my jacket. She was still shaking, but I thought this would help it was a little chilly in here.
"She was attacked by the witches. I think they wanted to send a message would you like to help me answer it." Marcel didn't smile "Yeah, I would love to anyone who does that to a kid should die a very painful death."
I smirked and put my arm around his shoulder, "That's exactly what I was thinking Marcellus. There is, however, one problem, what are we going to do with Luna?"
Marcel paced back and forth then he came to me, I figured he must have thought of something.
"I can give her to a witch friend of mine and have the vampires watch over her."
I shook my head, "Is it, Davina?" I could see that Marcel hesitated, but he said, "yes." I nodded, and he picked her up and took her somewhere upstairs in the compound. He came back in a few minutes.
"So this Luna must be a really, special girl to you," said Marcel. I smiled and said, " Oh, you have no idea she is very, special indeed."
"I think I might."
I looked at him out of the corner of my eye, interested at what he said.
"I was close with her parents. I knew them enough to call them family."
"You knew Madeline?" I questioned, and he nodded. I knew her mother too. We briefly spoke, but she is the one who led me to the cure for my curse, the one who told me of it.
"Yes, and her father Jason, he witches took Luna before I could. I've tried to get her back but couldn't even after all these years. I never did thank you for getting her out."
When we got outside, I pulled him away from the compound so his vampires couldn't hear what I was saying.
"Marcel, there is no need to thank me. I did what any sane person would have." He nodded at me, waiting for me to continue. I took a deep breath and continued, "I'm sorry about trying to take over your kingdom, that was very wrong of me I had no right. I've just been thinking lately about how to make a place safe for not only my child. but Luna and my family as well." Marcel's mouth opened and closed it again he looked confused.
"I thought that vampires couldn't procreate."
I nodded, and I said, "That's true, but I am not fully a vampire, I am a hybrid. My werewolf self was, however, able to procreate."
Marcel sighed, "Well, it sounds like a long story. I would love to hear it."
I smirked genuinely happy to be on good terms with him again.
"Well I hope up you enjoy this story, it seems that we have a long journey ahead of us."
