Chapter 44: Lover's End

New Orleans, 1994. Violet inched closer the wall after she heard Marcel's orders to find her and Jake. She held her breath and watched some of the vampires leave the compound in shock and worry. She wasn't going to let anyone harm Jake; she was more concerned for him than being locked in the garden.

Marcel had been avoiding anything to do with Aya and Tristan for the last two days. He really didn't want to meet with him considering that he was holding Rebekah against him. He was more worried on if Klaus and Elijah found out that he had something to do with her being staked. The Algier witches couldn't identify the stake nor could Freya…That worried him even more. Plus, they kept trying to contact him and now they got him. He sat across a table from Tristan who had a plain white folder in front of him. The silence was unbearable and irritating at least for Marcel.

"I know that we haven't been in contact for a while but this is just something I think you need to see" Tristan nodded at the folder, Marcel wasn't worried.

"I did a little digging on those Bienvenue werewolves that had you in their swamp" Marcel then paused realizing that could have found out about their traps. It was some lousy excuse he made up but it held Tristan over, at least he thought. "I hate to say such an accusation but Miss Badeaux has had some meetings with a Bienvenue wolf"

Violet snuck through the streets praying that Thierry, Diego or any other vampire wans't going to get in the way. Looking through the crowds, she knew Jake had to be hiding somewhere; he wasn't one to pass up a festival. Finally spotting him, she zipped over and gripped him by the arm dragging him to a dark alley.

"They know about us, Diego somehow found out about our relationship…You need to leave here Jake. They are out looking for you"

Jake just looked at her taking everything in surprise. "But we were so careful" Now he began feeling paranoid and looking up and down the alley. He was only 23; he still had a long life ahead of him.

"I know, I have no idea how they found out but you need to run. If they find you, Marcel wants you dead. And you know that Diego isn't going to hesitate on the chance"

"Come with me, I'm not going to leave here without you"

As Tristan opened the folder, Marcel faintly glared and repeated the sentence in his head. Violet has been associating with a Bienvenue wolf". This wolf pack is the biggest rival to Hayley's, which meant their enemies as well. He slid a few pieces of papers which had pictures of her meeting with someone he had never seen before. Marcel leaned forward to get a better look as Tristan watched.

"His name is Roman Theroux and he has lived with the Bayou Bienvenue all his life considering he is part of the wolf pack. I know it is mostly water and the Bayou section you were in was nowhere near their home. They live south of that Bayou near Val Reiss Park where there is land for them to settle on"

Roman looked like a typical werewolf, he had chocolate colored shoulder length hair with hazel colored eyes. The more he looked at him, the more he began to resemble Jake. Now it wasn't like he would be jealous or in a teenage angst love triangle. Marcel was just afraid of repeating history and didn't want this to come in the way of any plans.

"I actually found some that somehow some live deep in the Bayou in which he and a few other wolves live. It seems as though she's been meeting with him on a regular basis, few times a week"

Tristan watched him carefully with happiness on his face. He could see how conflicted Marcel was at the moment and knew that it wasn't an act. Marcel didn't know what to think; he tried to hold a poker face but failed. Tristan just wanted to stir the pot and was well at doing so. He knew he had some sort of information on the couple but it seemed like he knew past histories well. Tristan knew what he was doing besides; those wolves were aligned with the Strix well.

"Pictures…All you have are pictures" He said sliding them back to Tristan.

"Actually she's been doing a lot with this particular wolf. She's gone for quite a while and quietly leaves without the other wolves noticing. Now I'm not one to judge but don't you find this a little surprising. I mean she has said she would take the city away from you, right?"

"Violet, Marcel's looking for you and what a surprise, you have your boy with you"

Before Violet could answer, she turned around and saw Diego at the end of the alley. She stood in front of Jake and made sure no one was behind him.

"Don't you have anything better to do than stalk people? I wouldn't want to tell Marcel that you've been feeding off of locals"

Diego laughed and scoffed. "I think you're just doing more damage to the situation than you think. I really don't want to fight with you tonight; everyone can come out of this situation with their hearts still intact"

"Don't threaten her…"

"And what are you going to do about it wolf?"

Jake glared and went to move past her. She shoved him back faintly and knew what she had to do. Her and Diego got along everyone once and while but they were usually butting heads over something.

Marcel debated on sending Violet a text and knew to say something face to face. The more information Tristan was giving him was starting to pile up with questions. Who was this werewolf? What was Violet doing with him? What information were they trading?

"I wanted to let you know considering you are now part of the Strix and I hate to say this but she isn't part of the deal. With that being said, I just didn't want this to come into the way with Elijah, or should I say Rebekah"

Marcel nodded before speaking. "Yeah well…"

He really had no idea what to say to that. The Strix had a firm set of rules and unfortunately that didn't include Violet. If Marcel was being threatened, they would be there to save him in a heartbeat. Violet on the other hand wouldn't be included. To Marcel, that was the biggest disadvantage.

"If you want, I could handle the problem myself"

"No, I've got everything under my control, don't worry about it"

Marcel smiled and stood up from the table. Tristan nodded quietly as Marcel reached for the folder. Picking it up and sliding it inside his leather jacket, he made his way out of the mansion. Tristan on the other hand smiled in delight knowing his plan had worked.

"Listen to me, run as fast as you can, get the hell out of this city. I'll be right behind you, I promise you that. Go to where we had our second date, I'll be there as fast as I can" Violet leaned forward as pressed her lips against his quickly.

Jake shook his head in disagreement and wasn't about to leave her behind. Problem was, he had to let vampires tend to their own business, and he wouldn't stand a chance against some of the vampires. Turning his back, he sprinted as Diego tried to fly past Violet to get him. Slamming him into the wall, the vampires' fangs were out as Jake disappeared into the darkness. Tossing him to the ground, Diego growled and jumped back up.

"He got away T, she let him go. Tell the others to track him down"

She whipped her head around and saw Thierry at the other end. Taking a deep breath, she knew she had to get out of there and fast. Once Diego reached for her again, she snapped his neck in a swift movement. Violet let his body fall then looked at Thierry. Picking up a piece of wood from off of the ground, she made a movement for him to come at her.

Once Marcel was back at the compound, he flew up to their bedroom, tossed the folder on the bed and listened to how quiet it was. Tiana was off in the gym helping some of the new vampires, Josh and Caleb keeping their eyes out on the city. And Violet…As a matter of fact he didn't know where she was. As stupid as it sounded, Marcel had to question if she was really turning her back on him. By the way things were going; it was hard to trust anyone due to their own agenda's. He knew Violet wouldn't do such a thing…Marcel was beginning to feel like Klaus with paranoia. Shifting his eyes to the dresser and closet, he decided to do some snooping of his own.

Violet backed away from Thierry as he sunk to his knees, the wood protruding from his stomach. He had agreed for her to stab him to make it seem like it was a scuffle. Violet could be labeled as a hopeless romantic, but so could he. Sometimes the city of New Orleans wasn't fair, in the end all they wanted was to be free to love anyone they wished. Looking down where Jake ran off, she had to make her decision to leave him alone. If she did follow him, the vampires would be on their trail easily and she knew the wolves in the swamp could hide him well. Taking another pause and fighting back her tears, she zipped off in the other direction away from her love. She hoped Marcel would be happy at what he caused.