Chapter Thirty Seven: In the Dark
"We have to tell them."
"And tell them what exactly? 'Hey, our sister had a vision about some stake and oh yeah, you had gold and black eyes- Hybrid eyes'."
Bonnie sighed, running a hand through her short hair. Her green hazel eyes met Sophie's darker ones levelly. "If we don't tell them, it might be worse."
Sophie kept pacing, ignoring the marks her shoes were leaving on the faded carpet of the shop. Her hands kept moving; rubbing her eyes, tugging at her shirt. "We should wait to see what it means."
Bonnie's eyebrow shot up. "I think it's pretty clear what it means, Soph."
"Visions aren't always clear, they don't always mean one thing!"
"Davina's do! The vision of them by the lake has already come to pass. That vision happened months ago. At this rate, we don't know when this one might come to pass. Do you really want an angry Hybrid and his mate to come after us because we failed to warn them?"
"We aren't his servants!" Sophie yelled.
"We aren't going to be anything if he don't tell them!" Bonnie returned hotly.
Davina, who was hidden behind the curtain that separated the back of the shop from the front, cringed at the implication. She worriedly bit her nails, unsure if she should speak up. She wanted to keep her sisters safe, but she also knew the Summer King was not somebody to cross.
Drawing in a breath, she drew the curtain aside. "I think we should tell them," she said, trying to make her voice strong.
Sophie turned towards her. "Dav, you don't know what you're saying."
"We can't live being afraid of him!" Davina said impatiently. "You say we aren't his servants, yet you're afraid to say his name!"
"We can tell Hayley," Bonnie said, offering up some neutral ground. "She knows about-,"
"No!" Sophie cut her off fiercely.
Davina approached her, eyes blazing. "Are you afraid of the Hybrid, or are you afraid of people finding out about my power- all because you want to keep me for yourself!"
Sophie paled.
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"Where did you get that?"
"This? Just an heirloom I stole from a man named Mikael."
Pale hands turned the slender, white oak stake over and over, examining it closely. Pale blue eyes traced the markings etched into the wood, knowing the words and the magic they held.
Those pale eyes lifted when they heard the sound of approaching footsteps.
"I didn't think you'd actually show," Damon said, leaning back, looking casual.
"And yet, here I am," replied the other man, who sat down across from him. "What's that?"
"Oh this?" Damon asked, wiggling the stake. "Just an heirloom I stole from a man named Alaric. Let's just say it's exactly what we need to get rid of a certain Hybrid once and for all."
Aiden grinned. "Excellent."
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The French Quarter was once again full to the brim with people- most of them tourists, all bustling to get a photo taken on the ever famous Bourbon Street. The locals were wise in avoiding those high traffic areas, especially with the weather being mild and pleasant.
A couple drifted through the crowd, unnoticed by most, walking hand in hand to a more quiet destination.
"You sure you don't want a hotdog?" Hayley teased.
Klaus shot her a glare from over his shoulder before pulling her into a small cafe off the beaten path. "As much as I adore your humor, love..."
Hayley sat down at the table that Klaus gestured to. She smoothed out the silk sleeveless shirt she was wearing. It was a deep hunter green, which complimented her eyes. Klaus had given it to her when they had returned from Colorado.
"Beignet?" she quipped, eyes gleaming mischievously.
Klaus merely rolled his eyes at her. "You must broaden your horizons," he insisted.
"And how is being at a cafe going to help?" Hayley asked, looking around.
Klaus waved a hand at her. "That's for a later time. I wanted you to myself for the afternoon."
Hayley leaned forward, smirking. "Because you didn't have me to yourself last night? And the night before that... and the night before that..."
"You, little wolf, can be quite a minx," Klaus sighed, even though his gaze heated.
"Just keeping you on your toes," Hayley said sweetly.
The waitress, who had walked over to hear the tale end of "the night before that", cleared her throat awkwardly. "Coffee?"
"Tea," Klaus requested.
"Coffee would be great," Hayley said, giving the girl an apologetic smile.
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Sophie stared at Davina in shock. "How could you say that?"
"I know you don't want people to find out about my visions, which is why you keep me hidden away," Davina said, building momentum. "But if I have this power-," she looked down at her hands, "don't you think I should use it for, I don't know, good?"
"Yes, of course-,"
"Then stop treating me like a child!"
Sophie took a deep breath, exchanging a glance with Bonnie. She reached out, resting her hands on Davina's shoulders. "You're right. And I'm sorry. I just don't know what I'd do if you ever got hurt."
"I won't, if you keep training me," Davina said, more softly now. "Hayley won't hurt us." She lifted a hand when she saw Sophie open her mouth. "I know she's not the one to worry about. But can't you feel it? Things are different now. He's changed."
"How can you be sure?" Sophie asked, anxiety written across her features.
Davina shrugged. "I just...do."
Words flitted across her mind, as though whispered in her ear, except she didn't recognize the voice, Where there is a King, a Queen rules, and only fools would confuse love with weakness.
"Okay," Sophie said after a moment. "We'll tell Hayley."
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"So what's going to happen after I complete my side of the bargain?"
Aiden frowned.
Damon leaned forward, his eyes tracking the wolf's every move. "Don't tell me you didn't think about it. Is that all you came up with- we kill the Hybrid? What about his little girlfriend, who, not to mention, is your Alpha."
"She's not my Alpha, I'm an Alpha!" Aiden bit out, clenching his jaw.
"Sure, pup," Damon said, shaking his head. "But you and I both know who's got the pull over the others at the end of the day."
Aiden scowled. "I'll kill her," he snarled.
"And then what?"
"Then I'll be the Werewolf King!" he shouted, standing. His eyes burned gold. "I'll be King, just as I'm meant to be! They all go on about blood-," Aiden spat, "but it's really about power. I want that power. I want to rule."
Damon eyed the wolf with an unimpressed gaze.
"And what about the other Hunters?" Aiden challenged. "They won't like you breaking the peace."
"I'll get them to see that peace is a bunch of bullshit. And I'll take care of those who disagree," Damon said. "If we play our cards right, we can make it look like their beloved werewolf killed her own mate. Don't you get it, wolf? This all goes up in flames the second they do."
Aiden considered it, then smiled again. "Then I think we have a deal."
The Hunter and the werewolf shook hands.
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When Hayley and Klaus left the cafe, Hayley walked a few feet in front of him, looking around. When she turned to look at Klaus, she found herself unable to move.
Hayley snarled at the familiar sensation.
Klaus looked at her in confusion. "What is it?"
"Stupid witch," Hayley growled. "Sophie! Let me go!"
"Sorry, wolf girl. Just had to get your attention."
Klaus and Hayley turned, the latter having been released from the witch's spell. The witch approached them, her eyes warily on Klaus.
"I thought you'd be alone," Sophie remarked.
"What do you want?" Hayley asked, her voice losing its bite.
"I have to tell you something. It has to do with the both of you."
Klaus looked at Hayley, who was watching the witch with narrowed eyes. "Hayley?"
Hayley smiled, meeting his gaze. "Why don't you go relieve Marcel?" she suggested, resting a hand on his chest. "I'll see what's up here."
"Are you sure?" Klaus asked, frowning slightly.
"Sure. Go ahead, I'll catch up."
Klaus leaned down, kissing her briefly before leaving her alone with the witch.
Hayley's smile faded as she looked at Sophie again. "Sophie... what is it?"
"Follow me."
The werewolf followed the witch back to her shop, where Davina and Bonnie waited for them. Davina was clenching some torn sketches in her hands, looking nervous.
Davina began explaining her power to Hayley and how she had visions of things that hadn't happened yet. She showed her the sketch of Hayley and Klaus by the lake, and the werewolf's eyes widened as she stared wordlessly at the drawing.
"Recently, I had another vision," Davina began hesitantly, shuffling her other sketches.
One was of a carved wooden stake, with etchings that were not familiar to Hayley.
And the second made Hayley stiffened, her eyes flashing gold with alarm. The second depicted Hayley, sitting in what looked like a rocking chair, staring back at her with eyes that were both gold and black. Hayley didn't look at anything else except the eyes, ignoring the rest.
"That's impossible," Hayley whispered.
"The vision Davina had of you at the lake happened weeks ago," Bonnie said slowly. "If the other vision comes true, it'll be soon."
"How soon?" Hayley asked sharply.
"We don't know," Sophie answered, looking down at the sketch of Hayley. Her finger tapped against the page. "But we wanted to warn you."
"Warn me," Hayley repeated, but her repetition of Sophie's words didn't spark the usual humor between them. "Warn me that I might become-," Her eyes looked at the picture. Was that a rocking chair? Why would she be sitting in a rocking chair in a dimly lit room? Her mind buzzed with thoughts, and she gulped in a breath.
"How certain are you that this will come true," Hayley asked, struggling to make her voice even.
"My visions are never one hundred percent," Davina admitted softly. "Sometimes they only show one side of things- like someone's perspective. Sometimes there's hidden meanings. But they always come to pass, one way or another."
Hayley stood quickly, so quickly she startled the witches. "I have to go."
"Hayley-,"
But she was already gone, leaving the sketch of her behind to stare up at the ceiling.
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