Klaus had gone out for another hunt, but it wasn't to run into her any time soon. He was just a bit upset with the fact that she disrupted his hunts. He entered the woods looking for his prey when suddenly again, he ran into her. This time, Selina had blood dripping down the side of her mouth. "We have got to stop running into each other like this." said she. Klaus chuckled lightly, not minding at all. He had only taken a brief glance at her, seeing that her clothes were torn. He wondered if she was a werewolf, but that wouldn't be correct. Werewolves don't drink blood, but he was still unsure of whether or not she was a vampire. Maybe she was and she had gotten into a fight with her prey. He assumed a lot of things, but he wouldn't know the answer unless he asked her. He wasn't ready to ask her just yet. "I see you've managed to make a quick get away." Klaus motioned to her tattered clothes. Selina looked down, not bothering to cover herself up. She didn't mind being looked at. It was quite freeing after all these years of hiding underneath her clothes.

"Well if they weren't so strong, my clothes wouldn't be torn." she said. "Mind walking home with me again Klaus?" Klaus nodded and began walking back with her. To him, Selina was such a radiant beauty. He would've never thought he'd be the one to meet her. Honestly, he thought his brother Kol would've met her instead. Klaus didn't care. There was something about Selina that he enjoyed. Maybe it was her constant cheerful mood. She was so carefree that she didn't seem to care about any problems that could arise. Many weeks had passed. Klaus would walk Selina home every night, whether her clothes were torn or she was fully clothed. They would talk about stories of each other's past, but neither saying too much. One night just before Selina had bid Klaus her goodbye, there was a sudden change in the atmosphere. Klaus felt it and wondered if Selina had felt it too. "Let's go inside to talk." she suggested. Klaus hesitated, which was a first in a long time. He wondered if she knew the dangers of inviting a vampire into her home. Selina rolled her eyes and pulled him into the house.

Despite not being invited in properly, there was no resistance stopping him from entering the house. Klaus found it odd. It only made him more curious if she really is a vampire. "Do you live alone?" Klaus asked. Selina had closed the door behind them and was heading towards the hallway to her room. She nodded and said that she'll have to change into some clothes. As she walked down the hallway, Klaus entered the living room. His eye caught sight of the picture frame sitting on the coffee table in the living room. He went over and picked it up, looking at it. "Are these your parents?" Selina had entered the room, seeing Klaus pick up the frame.

"Adoptive parents. I uh.. don't really know what happened to my real parents. I don't think they care about me anyways, or they even want me as their daughter any more." Klaus could tell that it was a serious topic and set the frame back down on the table. He wanted to say that he felt bad for her, knowing that his own parents wanted him as good as dead. His so-called 'father' Mikael wanted to kill him since the moment he had found out that his wife, Esther had slept with another man. "I know how you feel." said Klaus. "And might I add, you have a beautiful home."

"Thanks. I've lived here since I was born. Well, I would leave Mystic Falls every now and then. Though, there's no other place in the world like this small town. There's no place I can call home." Klaus nodded, understanding what she had meant. Selina offered him a drink. Klaus allowed her to pour him a glass. Selina walked into the kitchen to pour him a drink while Klaus waited in the living room. He took a seat on the couch. Selina came back with two glasses and handed one of them to him. "Thanks." he smiled. Selina joined him on the couch and took a sip of her drink.

"What about you? Where do you live?" she asked.

"Mystic Falls was our home, and then we ventured down south to New Orleans. We do have a home there, but it's been a while since I've been back there."

"I've never been to New Orleans."

"Maybe one day we shall go together."

She smiled, "Yeah, I'd like that. Do you have any siblings?"

"I happen to have three - an annoyance of a brother named Kol, my darling sister named Rebekah, and the eldest brother, Elijah. Guess you can say they're a handful, but I manage."

"I've always wanted a sister. It's been a life-long wish that has yet to be fulfilled. Maybe you'll introduce me to your siblings someday?" Klaus was more worried about introducing anyone to his siblings, if that. He nodded anyway and told her that when he feels the time is right, he'll introduce her to them. "I should be heading home soon." Klaus stood from the couch and headed towards the door. Selina stood and grabbed his arm that made him stop to look at her.

"Please, stay Klaus."

The following morning, Klaus awoke to see that Selina wasn't in bed. He sat up and got out of bed. He exited the room and walked down the hallway. He smelled food and saw that Selina was at the stove. "All that hunting worked up an appetite. You want coffee, breakfast?" Klaus sat down at the table as she gave him a serving. She poured him a cup of coffee and handed it to him. She proceeded to pour herself a cup and give herself a serving before joining him at the table. "How'd you sleep?"

"I slept well."

"Good. This is the first time in a long time since I've ever sat down to have a meal with someone." Selina took a bite of her food, which Klaus silently noted in his mind. He was still trying to figure out what she was: vampire or something else, if that something else existed. He wondered if she was a hybrid like he was. "What are you?" The question came out as quick as a bullet shot out of a gun. Klaus noticed that she took a bit of an offense to the question, but she wasn't angered by it.

"You're not the first person to ask me that." She scoffed and took a sip of her coffee. "You're not the first guy either. Do you have any idea how hard it is to fit in? I was born like this. My parents, whoever they were, didn't want me because I wasn't normal. I know what you're probably thinking, and as much as I wish it were true, it isn't. I'm not- I'm not a vampire. I wish I was. I'm a werewolf, but not one if that makes any sense. I drink blood like a vampire, but I turn into a wolf whenever I feel like it." Klaus knew that she had to be a mix of both some how. He wondered if that made her a hybrid.

"Guess you and I are somewhat alike in that hybrid aspect." She looked down at her plate. "I've never told anyone before."

"Your secret is safe with me." Klaus assured her and placed his hand on top of hers, caressing it gently. Selina looked up at him and gave him a soft smile. For some reason, Selina could trust Klaus. She didn't see him as a monster, which is what most people saw him as. She knew what he really wanted and that was to be loved. She could see it in his eyes. "Thank you." she said.