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Stalker
Emily…
That's who she reminds him of; green eyes, fair skin, and delicious darkness, buried beneath the layers of goodness and light she's been fed since the day of her birth. The girl is lovely. Delicate fingers tuck long ribbons of curls behind her ears. Enchanting laughter dances across the air, luring him in. She's in touch with the innate gifts she possesses; seduction that births lust in the male audience that surrounds her.
He sees them, circling her as if they were hunters but little do they know they are her prey.
A vampire…
A werewolf…
A human…
All captivated by her spell, each and everyone succumbing to her call.
Their efforts are pointless, she will be his. As the original, they are no match for him.
Klaus
He imagines the sound of his name on her tongue and for the briefest of moments he's one of the helpless fools, begging for a drop of honey from her lips. Soon, after the mirror image of his favorite child is destroyed and the curse is broken, the young Bennett will stand beside him, uniting her power with his, and controlling the supernatural kingdom unfolding before them.
It's not the beginning of love, but the first notes of obsession's song.
She brushes his shoulder when she passes, unaware of his presence, and the threats he intends to unleash against those who stand in his way. She doesn't shudder, her blood knows him, and longs for his bitter influence and the affection he holds in his black heart.
He knew a woman once, bright eyes, smooth skin, and a heart that beat only for him.
This time it would last for eternity.