Hey y'all. I got a review yesterday that both irritated me, and made me smile a bit. They told me I wrote a shit-fic because the changes I've made to the backgrounds of character(s) have barely changed cannon occurrences. I then told them to stuff it. But this chapter is dedicated to Rawrking, who as far as I can see only follows stories and hasn't actually put anything of their own creation on , whereas I posted this storyonly 2 months ago and have more than 500 follows and favorites, so they really don't have a leg to stand on in when it comes to their so-called critiques. Okay. I'm done being petty. For now.

"Alright, let's see here." Eris said, as she opened up the grimmoire Elijah had so thoughtfully provided. All the Mikaelsons, minus Finn (who had disappeared after his mother's death) and Rebekah (who was still busy with Damon) had adjourned to the library, just in case they could be of help to Eris as she looked through their mother's grimmoire. "Hexes, hexes, jinxes, hexes..." she said, flipping through the pages, "...ah, here we are. Curses."

"Wait a minute. You can read viking script?" Kol asked, flabbergasted. Eris turned the slightest shade of pink at his question.

"Well, after Nik told me how old he was, I might have done the tiniest bit a research into the era..."

"Learning a dead language isn't tiny." Elijah input. Klaus was silently enjoying the conversation, he couldn't keep the smug smile off his face as he entertained Teddy a woman.

"Let's get back to business shall we gentlemen?" Eris redirected. "Blood-boiling curse, impotence curse - wow, that's not cool, bone-breaking curse - can't lie, I had a lot of fun with a variant of this back in my day, and here we are: blood-binding curse. Ingredients needed: blood of the subjects involved in the binding, and the blood of a magical being. Okay, that must have been why she needed the dopplegänger. Mix blood, blah-blah-blah, hmm...Okay." She snapped the book shut, the noise startling the Originals in the room. "Have no fear. This can be reversed rather easily. I just need a vial of each of your blood, including Finn's, so we'll need to find him."

"What about the doppelgänger's blood, love? Will we be needing that?" Klaus asked.

"The thing about doppelgängers is that while they are magical beings, they're also giant pains in the arse. I'd avoid using them as much as possible because they make things unnecessarily difficult. Besides, we have access to another magical being."

"Who?" Kol asked.

"Me of course." Eris replied.

"How does that work? I've been alive over a thousand years, and never have I seen a witch use her own blood as an magical ingredient." Elijah asked.

"Eris is very special brother." Klaus all but crowed in pride.

"How so?" Kol asked, always intrigued about new magic.

"The witches you hang around with use magic. Sure." She shrugged. "But they aren't inherently magical. They use the magic of the Earth, or their Ancestors, but me? My magic comes from within. Magic flows throughout every piece of me. And there's no way to shut it down."

"And can all of your type of witch summon Death as you do?" Elijah asked. Eris gave a smirk, looking like the cat who ate the canary.

"Of course not. A normal witch trying to summon Death is the equivalent of her signing her own death warrant. But you know, I've never been normal. Now enough about me, let's get this curse broken so that you all can live your lives happily and separate." She clapped.


Eris was busy setting up the small ritual needed to break the linking of the Mikaelson siblings. She had regained custody over Teddy, as Klaus had left with his brothers to track down Finn, and was currently back in the drawing room with Rebekah torturing Damon as her backdrop while she pointed out the different magical objects to Teddy. It was a learning experience all around.

"Alright Teddy-love. We've got black candles for binding and protection, I would have used their opposite color, white, but white has a lot of other connotations that I don't think would fit very well with our vampire friends. They're not the most innocent people." She smiled. Teddy just looked on, enraptured by his mother. "One for each sibling." She placed the five black candles in a star formation, on the round table she commandeered for the occasion. In the middle of the table, and therefore candles, was a shallow black stone bowl.

"And here we have onyx bowl. Onyx is wonderful for defensive magic, and removal of spiritual possessions. If you think about it, Esther casting this spell is kind of like her leaving a piece of herself on this realm. So we'll be sure to cast her out once and for all." Eris bopped Teddy on the nose after her spiel, causing him to giggle cutely.

"Eris, I wonder," Rebekah started, stepping away from Damon and giving him a much needed reprieve, "If you're a different kind of witch than our mother, why is it that you're using the same ritual as her?"

"Well Bekah, the short answer is, it's easier. While I could overload her curse with shear magical strength and will-power, it's unnecessary at this time. I probably wouldn't tire myself out or anything, not to toot my own horn, but it just makes more sense to unlock a door rather than bust it down, you know? As for the ritual and ingredients, well, a lot of things overlap between our type of witches. Herbs and minerals still have the same properties, my kind of witch just seems to be more effective in...drawing out that power."

"Got it." Replied Rebekah, curiosity sated for the moment.

"So we'll just crumble a little wormword in the bowl, to protect from wandering spirits. And a circle of salt, also to represent the binding. Now we just need to wait for the guys to come back so I can get the last ingredients."

"Salt though? Really?" Asked Rebekah.

"Didn't you used to be a witch?" Eris asked back, eyebrow raised, causing Rebekah to roll her eyes.

"I was never really interested in Mother's teachings. That was all Kol."

"Well, this isn't just regular, everyday table salt. This is regular, everyday table salt, that was exposed to the last full moon. So it's got a bit of an extra kick." At this point in time the men returned with their brother unconc- dead over Klaus shoulders. Kol jumped into the conversation.

"I don't remember moon-soaked salt being part of the original spell. Or-" he picked up the bowl to smell it's contents. "Wormwood."

"Put that down! Stop messing with my ritual setup." Eris fret over the bowl placement and salt circle for a tick, while Klaus deposited Finn on the floor none too gently and began taking a vial of his blood. "I'll have you know that the items are unfamiliar to you because this spell is way better than your mothers. I added a few more elements to make sure this never happens again. I'm sure your mum isn't the only one with a deathwish focused on you all."

"Darling, don't be mean." Klaus said, handing over Finn's vial of blood with a smirk.

"It's only the truth. Anyway, to answer your question Kol, the salt is an item normally used in binding rituals, add that with the power of the full moon..." She trailed off, smirking.

"I like the way you think." Kol replied.

"Alright, well, looks like we're all ready. I'll just put Teddy down for a nap and I'll be ready to do this thing."

"I'll show you to a room, love." Klaus said, leading her out of the drawing room.

They ended up in Klaus' bedroom, where a very sleepy Teddy was deposited in the very middle of Klaus' bed then contained by a barrier spell cast by his mother so he wouldn't fall off if he decided to roll in his sleep.

"This wasn't the situation I was expecting on our first foray into my room." Klaus said, grinning as he shut the door to the room.

"Oh now? Maybe next time will be more inline with your fantasies." Eris replied, the thought causing Klaus to freeze mid-stride, allowing Eris to make it back to the drawing room before him. "Alright you guys. I need everyone's blood now." She ended up with four glasses of blood to add to her one vial in short order. "And now the fun begins."

For each Original's blood, she painted a circle around the circumference of a candle, before pouring the remaining blood into the onyx bowl. "And now for my own blood." She turned to Klaus and held out her hand. "Nik, if you could help a girl out." Klaus took her offered hand in his own, and without losing her gaze, dropped his fangs and gently bit into the palm of her hand, causing blood to well up at the twin wounds. They would've continued to stare at each other, but a throat clearing snapped them out of their moment. Eris took her hand back, and turned away from him, holding it over the bowl, adding her own blood to the crimson mixture. Klaus remained entranced, licking the trace amounts of her blood from his fangs, dazed look in his eye.

"Azarath Metrion Zinthos." Eris closed her eyes and began chanting, repeating the phrase over and over. The previously unlit candles ignited, and the contents of the bowl also ignited in a gold-green flame. As she continued to chant, the blood in the bowl began to creep up the sides, before escaping entirely from the bowl, making it's way in five distinct trails, toward the salt line, where it hesitated. Eris broke the salt line with a flourish, and the blood continued on it's journey, until each line met with the base of a different candle, and the fires went out. "It is done. You are unbound." She said, opening her eyes.

Klaus was jarred out of his trance by an elbow to his side. The only one next to him was Elijah, and he was too "gentlemanly" to admit to elbowing his younger brother.

"Well done, love. You are truly without equal." Klaus complimented, sidling up to her, taking her injured hand back in his own.

"Well, I wouldn't say that." Eris replied, humbly. "But you can as much as you want." She laughed. He smiled at her, a genuine fond smile his siblings had not seen the likes of in centuries, as he healed her small wounds with a few drops of his own blood.

"I'll continue to say it then." Klaus decided.

"Oh barf. Get a room already." Interrupted Damon, who was successful in getting the attention back on himself.

"You'd think you likebeing tortured." Eris said, incredulously.

"Nah. But I hate other people getting happy endings way more so..." He shrugged as much as he could with how chained up he was.

"Indeed."

"Well sweetheart, I don't know about you, but I think we should take the advice." Klaus said to Eris, eyebrow cocked. Eris blushed a bit before smiling and linking her arm in his.

"Lead the way, Nik."


They didn't necessarily get a room, but they did collect Teddy and relocate to Eris' manor. They sat in a living room curled up together, talking about random things.

"Why is it you avoid me on full moons?" She asked.

"Wh-What?! I do not." He responded, flustered.

"You do."

"I just saw you the last full moon."

"Yeah, because your mum was trying to kill you all. Why did you think I got so dolled up? I though we'd be doing something special on a full moon." Klaus was intrigued.

"Something special? Oh, do tell, love." He smiled, dashingly. It was her turn to sputter.

"Nothing crazy, mind you. Maybe some star gazing, a frolic through the dark woods..." She trailed off suggestively.

"Let me get this straight. You want to frolic in the woods with me? The big, bad, wolf? On a full moon?" She nodded.

"I think it would be quite enlightening." She said. Klaus had a lot to think about. His woman was quite the odd one. Odd, but oh so delicious.

"Quite." He responded. "Truly, I thought you'd be scared to see me." She looked affronted. "I understand now I was mistaken." He quickly said. "I should have known better. In all honesty, I do crave your company the nights of the full moon. More than normal that is. The wolf has been part of me since birth, but only recently has he been able to...control me. Or try, at least. He craves his mate." He said, quietly.

"Finally." She said, surprising him. "I thought you'd never admit it!"

"What, that I desire the company of my matealways, especially on the night of the full moon?"

"Exactly. All you had to do was ask. Every wolf needs a pack, even the big, bad wolf. And every Alpha needs his mate. Besides, if you're worried about hurting me, I still have a few tricks up my sleeve."

"Of course you do dearest. And I can wait to see them all."

"This is great. Now that you've agreed to spending the full moon together, we can really get things started."

"What...are you planning?"

"I'll call Sirius over to join us, he loves pack bonding..."

"Sirius, your father Sirius?" Klaus asked.

"Of course Nik. And Teddy has been really fussy these last few months, I think he might do a full shift soon."

"But...I don't really meet fathers...Wait Teddy's going to shift?"

"Yeah. Sooner rather than later seems like. And don't worry about Sirius, he's not as serious as his name implies." She cackled at her lame joke.

"Oh love. That was bad."

"I know. Get ready for a bunch of awful puns. And an extremely rude house elf. Though I do wonder how he'll treat you..."

"House elf?"

"Oh that's right. You've never met any of mine. DIPSY!" A light pop was heard and the aforementioned creature appeared, cutsying.

"Mistress be callin' on Dipsy?"

"...what?" Escaped Klaus.

"Yes Dipsy, I wanted to introduce you to my soulmate, Niklaus. Be sure to tell the others to follow his orders like my own, and that you can appear in front of him freely."

"Of course Mistress." Dipsy said excitedly. "Dipsy is so pleased Mistress has found someone! Oh Dipsy is so excited for more babies-" she continued.

"Thank you Dipsy, you're dismissed." Another pop and she disappeared.

"What?" Klaus repeated.

"That was a house-elf. They're magical creatures that love to cook and clean, but must be bound to a magical user or household in order to exist happily, for the most part. Think of Brownies, only not fae. Kreacher is my father's very old, very prejudiced house-elf. He will be coming with him."

"...I think I need a drink." He said. Dipsy appeared once more, a tumbler of Firewhiskey in hand. Again, Klaus looked shocked, but accepted the drink. "Thank you?" He said, questioningly, prompting an episode of waterworks from Dipsy.

"Oh new Master is so kind! Just like Mistress!" She blubbered.

"What?" Klaus turned to Eris, who just smiled.

"Dipsy, go ahead and leave the bottle behind. Thank you." Eris dismissed again.

"Of course Mistress. So kind and wonderful." Dipsy blubbered as she set down the bottle and disappeared again.


"Hey Sirius." Eris greeted the older man through the linked mirrors.

"Pup! So good to hear from you." Sirius greeted enthusiastically, his silver eyes a lighting alighting in joy. "I'd thought you'd forgotten about lonely old Padfoot since you moved away, I hadn't heard from you in so long." Eris rolled her eyes at his dramatics.

"Please, you're not old. And the mirror works both ways. Perhaps you were just happy to have the mansion all to yourself, huh?" She joked. He gasped, dramatically.

"Hold your tongue child! So what's new, Prongslet? Has Teddy been asking after his favorite, roguishly handsome grandpa?"

"First of all, Teddy can't talk yet. Secondly, you're his only grandpa." She deadpanned. "But I did call for a reason. How would you like to visit for the next full moon?"

"Oh, Teddy's chomping at the bit, huh? I guess old Padfoot can make a reappearance to run with his pack." Sirius agreed, jovially.

"Excellent. I do have one more favor to ask. Could you bring the box with you?" Time seemed to freeze and Sirius lost the happy glint in his eyes.

"What box?"

"You know which one."

"And why would my lovely, innocent daughter need what's in that box?"

"Because I met someone." She shrugged, casually.

"What?!" He exploded.

"I thought you'd be happy. You're always going on and on about continuing the family line. And I know you always said you were too young to be a grandpa, but Teddy's already here so another few kids won't change your status." All color drained from his face.

"You're pregnant?" He gasped out.

"What? No. Of course not. But I did find someone I'd entertain the idea of having children with."

"Who is this boy? I'll have to give him a Black welcome." He said, creepily.

"Well, he's not a boy at all. Not even human, really."

"Not human you say?"

"Yeah. He's a werewolf." Sirius' scarred eyebrow lifted.

"That...makes a lot of sense given your animagus form."

"And a vampire." His other eyebrow shot up.

"Both?" She nodded. "How intriguing."

"That's what I said." She replied, happily.

"And just how old is this vamp-wolf of yours?"

"Over a thousand." He blanched again. "But he looks likehe's in his twenties."

"Oh Willow Eris, you never do things the easy way, do you?"

"Easy is boring." She replied, eyes sparkling.

"Spoken like a true Marauder." He smiled nostalgically.

"So I'll book your flight then."

"Wait a tick...flight?"

"Yeah, you'll have to travel the Muggle way. I love you, but I don't have a floo setup and you won't be leaving any breadcrumbs for the Wizarding World to follow. I'm sick of them harranging me... Though, if they did come, I'm sure their destruction could be viewed as a bonding activity." She pondered.

"Um what?"

"Oh nothing." She grinned sharply. "I'll set everything up, just don't forget the box."


The morning of the next full moon found a tense Klaus at Eris' door. Her father had arrived the day prior, and this would be their first meeting. He meant what he said earlier, he didn't do meeting the father. He usually drained the daughter, then finished up the rest of the family. That's as far as family meetings that weren't his own usually happened. Though that was neither here nor there. He took a deep breath. He was Klaus Mikaelson, most feared of all the Original Family. He wasn't going to let meeting his beloved's father rattle him.

He knocked on the door. Only to have it opened immediately by a dark haired, silver eyed man.

"Took you long enough. I thought you were never going to knock." Klaus did not feel the need to blush in embarrassment. He did not.

"Um." Oh so eloquent.

"SIRIUS!" Reprimanded his beloved from further in the house, causing the man, who was clearly Sirius, to stiffen minutely before rolling his eyes.

"Well come on in then. We've been waiting for you."


Breakfast was turning out to be an awkward affair. After entering the house behind Sirius, Klaus had greeted his Eris like normal, with a kiss on her tempting lips. The kiss was unfortunately cut short by a clearing of a throat. He then went to greet Teddy, not missing the lasers thrown from his woman's eyes to her father. Teddy giggled when Klaus picked him up, and grabbed his face in his tiny, baby hands, bopping their noses together, before flashing his eyes, which Klaus responded in like to. Which caused Teddy to bust up in giggles again. At least this tyke would always be happy to see him.

But now, as they ate breakfast, things were really-

"Gah! Sirius! Stop acting like such a brat! If you glare at Nik one more time, I swear I'll vanish all of Padfoot's toys!" Eris had enough. She wanted the men in her life to get along. Sirius looked shocked at her outburst.

"You wouldn't dare."

"Oh I dare."

"Ma!" Teddy shouted out, nodding.

"Exactly Teddy-bear. Mama does what she wants." Eris agreed. Klaus just wisely stayed quiet, chewing on a piece of toast.

"Fine, I'll try." Sirius gave in, crossing his arm and pouting like a child.

"Good. Because he's not going anywhere."

Sirius had become less frosty to Klaus as the day wore on, becoming even downright friendly as the sun set. Whereas Klaus got more anxious.

"Are you sure you'll be safe with me here?" Klaus asked Eris from where he had his face tucked into her neck. Sirius was entertaining Teddy in another room, so Klaus finally got to touch his beloved as he wished without being glared at. She smelled especially delicious tonight. Or maybe she always smelled this good but his nose was just stronger tonight. Either way, it was intoxicating.

"Nik. It will be fine. It's so freeing to run on the full moon. And Sirius will be around to watch over Teddy."

"Run?" Klaus asked, eyes turning gold as he thought about chasing down Eris. "Darling, if you run from me, I'll hunt you down, catch you and never let you go." He growled.

"That's what you think." She smirked, looking like she knew something he didn't.

"I must confess. I haven't changed since breaking the curse." Klaus said to Eris. "It's quite painful." This caused a frown to appear on her face.

"Painful you say?" He nodded. She pulled away from him, thinking. "Kreacher!" She called. A soft pop.

"Young Mistress be calling Kreacher? *Kreacher doesn't know why he must serve muggle-loving Master. Kreacher would much rather serve Mistress, even though she keeps the company of dirty crossbreeds...*" Eris looked amused. Klaus looked affronted.

"Excuse me, but the the dirty crossbreed you refer to is the King of all Werewolves. I am the Apex Predator." Klaus argued. Eris just let it happen. There was no arguing with Kreacher.

"King of Dirt, still reigns over nothing but dirt." Replied Kreacher.

"Did he just...?" Klaus asked, incredulously.

"He did." Eris affirmed. "Kreacher, this is my mate." She finally introduced him. "Please treat him as you would me." This caused the little creature to curl in on himself.

"Oh Young Mistress has been trapped by this..."

"Kreacher." She sang, warningly. He sighed.

"Yes Young Mistress and... Master Monster." Klaus rolled his eyes.

"Do you still have some of Remus' potions in stock. Not the wolfsbane, but the pain reliever?"

"Yes Mistress. Kreacher shall fetch them for you." He disappeared, then quickly reappeared with a wooden box that he handed over to Eris.

"Thank you." He disappeared again.

"So that was Kreacher." Klaus said.

"Yep."

"Outspoken little thing, isn't he?"

"Truly." She said, opening the carved box revealing a few vials. She pulled one out to hand to Klaus. "This is an augmented pain relieving potion, used to target and eliminate the pain of werewolf transformation. Would you like to give it a go?"

"Did you make this?"

"No, but a trusted family friend did. I have to warn you though. It tastes awful." Klaus contemplated her words for a moment.

"Should I wait closer to my turning?"

"Moon rise is close, I would just get it done with now so you don't have to worry about it later."

"Alright," he said, looking as the vial warily, "cheers." He downed the liquid. "Ugh." His face showed his distress. "That was horrendous."

"Yeah, but you took it like a champ."

Eris and Klaus joined Sirius and Teddy in the living room.

"It's almost time. I'll get Teddy changed." Eris grabbed up a squirming Teddy, and exited the room, leaving Sirius and Klaus alone for the first time since their meeting at the door. The warmth drained from Sirius' eyes, leaving only cold silver in place as he turned to face Klaus.

"So. You're soulmates with my daughter." Klaus opened his mouth to reply. "Don't speak, it was not a question." His jaw snapped shut. "I love Eris. I would kill for her. I would go back to that hellhole of a prison for her, I would practice the blackest of rituals if she needed me to. I realize that you are some, undefeatable hybrid, a millennia old. But age and power cannot protect you from the wrath of a slighted father. I just had to warn you, crazy runs in our blood."

"Understood." Klaus was the King of werewolves, the Apex Predator, but at that moment, he was a bit scared for his life.

"Excellent." And like a switch, jovial Sirius was back, like nothing ever happened. "Just had to get that off my chest." He concluded. And none too soon, as Eris walked back in with Teddy, who was wearing the cutest onesie. It was brown, with a hood that held wolf ears, and a tail was attached the back as well.

"Well, I think we're ready to head out to the clearing." Eris said, before walking out.

"So how's this going to work?" Asked Klaus. "You haven't exactly given me the rundown on your secret power that will keep me from trying to attack you tonight." He turned around to see Eris still holding Teddy, but Sirius was gone. And in his place was a large (frighteningly so - if Klaus himself didn't turn into a wolf) dog. "So you turn into dogs?"

"He does." She answered, placing an excited Teddy down in the ground in reach of the Sirius-dog. "Padfoot."

"Pardon?"

"His name in this form is Padfoot."

"And your name?"

"Artemis." She replied, before shapeshifting into a pure white wolf, with her signature emerald eyes. It was the single most extraordinary featof magic Klaus had ever been witness of.

"Fitting." He replied, starstruck. "I guess it's my turn then. Word of caution, it's nowhere near as smooth as those transitions." And he was right. It wasn't, but it was also so where near as painful as the first turn, and much quicker sense he had no reason to fight it. He might have blacked out for a moment, but when he came to, he was on the ground, with four legs, and there was a slight weight draped atop him.


Watching Nik turn was a bit disconcerting. Not the worse thing Eris had seen, but still uncomfortable. She was glad Sirius was distracting Teddy. She loped over to her changing mate, licking his face and nuzzling him to provide comfort. When he was fully changed but still recuperating, she lay over him, in a protective stance, growling softly.


Klaus turned his head to see a white muzzle -mate - which he immediately nuzzled and licked. He quickly rolled, displacing her from on top of him, and as she was now laid belly up, started nuzzling her unprotected, furred stomach. His concentration was broken by a sharp bark from Sirius - Padfoot - and had he been able to roll his eyes in this form he would have. Instead, he moved back from his mate, allowing her to stand up, and turned to the other two members of the small pack. Padfoot was focused back on Teddy, who was crawling around, growling playfully at Padfoot. Artemis joined them, sitting next to her cub and nuzzling him, who squealed in joy. Teddy then used his mother's coat to stand, gently bouncing when he made it to his feet. Klaus took this time to join them. Padfoot watched his approach warily, but Artemis dismissed it, focusing on her cub. When Klaus arrived, he ducked down to lick Teddy's face. The boy squealed again. Dropping to his bum in laughter.

Artemis then stood, and gave a look to Padfoot and Klaus. She grabbed the back of Teddy's onesie in her teeth, and lifted him, walking further into the forest. Teddy, seemingly used to this action, just lifted a fist to his mouth. Padfoot followed. Klaus joined.

There was gentle trotting while Teddy was being carried through the forest. Padfoot darted here and there, running circles around the group sometimes. Klaus, never being part of a pack wasn't sure what to do, so he just kept close to Artemis, while Sirius ran around like a loon. Soon enough, Teddy fell asleep in her grasp, and Artemis made a chuffing sound, pulling Sirius from his sprints. She handed the cub off to Sirius, who loped off toward the manor, his grandpup in tow, leaving the two young wolves alone for the first time tonight.

Klaus stared at Artemis, unsure. A glint of mischief appeared in her eye as she lowered her front paws, rump swaying in the air. She growled at Klaus playfully. He only observed. She pounced at him, then back. Over and over, sometime nipping at him, hoping to get a response. Until finally, he growled back, lowering himself to pounce. She shot off like a bat from Hell, and the chase began.

Klaus awoke to the chirping of birds. They were quite loud, almost as if they were in his room. Or rather, he was in theirs. He felt the suns warm rays on his body, but when he opened his eyes, he saw nothing but black. Eris' hair. It was quite a lovely pillow. He lifted himself up on one arm, to take in their surroundings. They had ended up in quite a nice clearing, beautiful healthy trees surrounded them, patches of flowers here and there, thick, lush green grass to cradle their naked bodies. So very naked. Yes. Quite the spot. He turned his attention to the woman in front of him, who was still out like a light. He took this time to study her luscious body, knowing he'd have to paint her in full once he returned home. After a bit of that, he started on removing the leaves and sticks from her long, curly locks. She had accumulated quite a bit of foliage in there.

"Hmmm." She hummed, starting to wake.

"Rise and shine, love." Klaus greeted, still playing with her hair.

"Are you...grooming me?" His hand stopped for a moment, before continuing.

"Yes. I believe I am."

"How utterly wolfish of you, sir." She teased.

"All the better to draw you in with." He drawled. She laughed.

"So how was last night?" She asked, stretching against him, seemingly unconcerned with her nudity.

"Probably, one of the best nights of my life. I felt so free. It was one thing being freed from my curse, it was another to actually embrace the wolf and find freedom in the woods."

"Wonderful." She smiled, getting up. "Now we must be off, I'm sure Teddy's awake now, and I'd be a fool to trust Sirius to feed him.

"Indeed." He said, staring up at the goddess before him, before joining her. "Let's be off."

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