The trap is set, Monroe underestimates her rivals and Bellamy has an ace up his sleeve.

"You know." Octavia tells her while looking around. "For being Trikru, you're quite alright."

"Was that a compliment I just heard?" Anya chuckles.

"Perhaps." the brunette Skaikru says. "But don't let it get to your head."

"Will try not to." she retorts sarcastically.

"You're a good fit for Raven."

"Tell Raven that." Anya can't help to say bitterly.

"She'll come around." Octavia promises her. "She just needs time. And besides, she's similar to you in that sense."

"In what sense?" the older vampire asks curiously.

"In the sense that she's stubborn." the Skaikru jokes and laughs loudly.

"Skaikru branwadas." Anya mutters. "With their jokes and immaturity..."

"That you seem to like because you're friends with Clarke and your soulmate is Raven."

"They're refreshing." the older vampire admits. "My people in Trikru are not like that. They're more reserved and guarded around people that are not from their covens."

"Why?" Octavia asks honestly. "I once went to a Trikru bar and the moment they realized I was not Trikru I got some not so friendly reactions."

"Mistrust." she simply replies. "Although Clarke has done all she can to unite us, not all vampire covens can overlook the fact that the Trikru coven welcomes hunters."

"I can see why they would be uncomfortable with that."

"So can I." Anya agrees. "And so was I until I met Indra and Gustus; Lexa's aunt and uncle. For you see, those two were the only hunters I've met with enough legitimate reasons to ask for vengeance. And yet what they did instead was make peace with the vampire Queen. The moment they did so I asked them if I could join their coven. They accepted."

"Why did they deserve revenge?"

"That's not my story to tell nor for you to hear." the older vampire replies somberly.

"Then it must have been something really bad."

"Isn't it always?" Anya says sadly. "Because if life were that simple for us, we would have died a long time ago."

"I guess you're right." Octavia murmurs while clutching her sword determinedly. "Does Lexa know about this?"

"No." the Trikru vampire replies.

"Does it have to do with her special powers?"

"Special powers is what you're calling it now?" Anya says bitterly.

Octavia merely shrugs.

"How else should I call it? You've seen what she can do and how powerful and dangerous that makes her for us. For our kind."

"I've considered it." Anya agrees because she's not that stupid.

Of course she has realized that Lexa's powers, or abilities or whatever they were, could be seen negatively by the rest of covens. Could be used by Azgeda as an strategy to separate the Coalition. Because Anya was sure that if Clarke had to choose between the Coalition and her mate, the vampire would always pick Lexa no matter what. That knowledge assured and calmed the Trikru vampire personally, but professionally it worried her. It meant that Clarke had a new weakness that could be exploited.

"And just as I know you've considered it, have you thought of a solution?" Octavia asks without preambles.

"You mean if I've considered betraying Clarke?" Anya can read between the lines.

"Something like that."

"You're quite brave for asking that. Especially without any kind of backup knowing quite well that I'm older and more powerful than you." the Trikru vampire says seriously. "Stupid, but brave."

"I care about Clarke. It's my duty to protect her from any harm." the younger brunette doesn't back away from Anya.

"It was also your brother's duty to care for her and look where that has gotten all of us."

"My brother only cares about himself and has no honor."

"Many would say the same about you." Anya taunts the Skaikru vampire and watches the words affect her. "You abandoned your coven, left your Queen and best friend alone and allowed your brother to take a position of power."

"It wasn't like that." Octavia murmurs bitterly. "And the reasons I had for leaving my coven are my own."

"In my coven that would make you a natrona." she smirks darkly. "A traitor."

Before Octavia can react, both vampires sense another presence and immediately raise their weapons.

"Raven." Octavia snarls. "What the fuck are you doing here?"

"Avoiding a war between our covens apparently." the hacker replies somberly. "What are you even thinking or trying to achieve by having this discussion right here and now?!"

"I was asking her what were her intentions with Clarke once this threat was dealt with." the younger Skaikru defends her actions.

"We can trust Anya." Raven promises her friend. "She loves Lexa and cares deeply for Clarke."

"And how do you know this?" Octavia challenges her.

"You know how." the older Skaikru replies firmly. "And you..." she tells Anya. "Don't hurt others in order to test them. Not with the mistakes they've made in their past."

"I was just..." Anya starts to say, immediately getting why Raven would react negatively to her methods. "I was just trying to make a point." she murmurs defeated.

"A point in arguing that the people that have made mistakes against their coven or friends don't deserve a second chance?"

"I didn't mean it like that."

"Yes you did." Raven smiles sadly. "And I know so because I can feel it."

"Raven..." Anya whispers brokenly. "I'm so so..." she starts saying but a phone beeps.

Raven looks at her phone and gives Anya a solemn nod.

"Clarke and Lexa have raised the alarm." she tells them while turning around to leave. "Don't do anything stupid and let's just focus now on getting Bellamy and Monroe." she warns them before running back to her position.

"Shit." Octavia whispers while watching her friend leave and feeling sorry for the vampire left standing next to her.

"Can I count on you watching my back?" is the only thing Anya says to her.

"I've got your back." she promises the older vampire.

CLCLCLCL

"Lexa!" Monroe hears an anguished scream and turns around to look at Lock.

"What do we do?" Lock asks her worriedly. "Miller is inside with them."

"We must go in." Monroe replies surely and before any can open the door they feel it being yanked from the inside.

"Keep a perimeter behind us." Miller tells them bitterly while returning to the room with Clarke and the mundane.

Monroe takes a quick look and notices the brunette on the ground, Clarke holding her head tenderly. The mundane's heart was beating slowly, her respiration coming with difficulty and her head was filled with sweat. Bellamy mentioned to her that this would be some of the effects the poison would have on her.

After getting confirmation that the poison worked, Monroe returns to her position outside the room with Lock.

"It's poison." she hears Clarke whimper.

"I can't smell anything." Miller retorts scared.

"It has to be! She just collapsed after drinking a cup of water!" Clarke bellows angrily and Monroe is scared.

"Azgeda must be involved then. The only poison I can think of is the one used by them during the war to incapacitate vampires." Miller explains.

"I don't care what it is Miller!" Clarke roars. "I want you to find me an antidote right now."

"But..." Miller whispers brokenly.

"Or I'll take all of your heads." Clarke threatens him and Monroe knows this is her chance to escape.

"There's no known antidote for that poison." she tells Lock who is staring at the scene petrified to the ground. "And I'm not staying here to watch the Queen suck the life out of all of you."

"Neither am I." he whispers and immediately runs out of the room, followed by a frantic Monroe.

"I must help her." Monroe can still hear Clarke whisper brokenly

"My Queen you can't do that! We don't know what the effects of the poison could be on a vampire after it has been absorbed by a mundane." Miller warns her.

"I will not let my mate die in my arms." Clarke vows and that's the last thing Monroe can hear before getting outside.

She's going to kill herself, Monroe realizes and immediately takes her phone out.

"Bellamy." she tells him after he answers. "The mission was a success."

"Did you get visual confirmation of the asset reaching the target?"

"Saw it with my own eyes." Monroe promises. "And I was even capable of hearing that Clarke was going to try to save the mundane."

"What?!" Bellamy screams at her. "She can't do that."

"What do you mean she can't do that?" Monroe asks confused. "That's what we wanted right from the start, to kill Clarke."

"Actually..." Monroe hears a voice from behind her and turns around to watch Octavia standing next to her. "That's what he wanted you to believe." she murmurs darkly while snatching the phone from her hand.

"Octavia?" she can hear Bellamy's voice from the phone.

"Fuck you." is all she says and crushes the phone to pieces. "And you..." she tells to Monroe. "You will die." she promises.

"I don't care." Monroe replies while smiling manically. "Because our plan worked and Clarke's mate is dead. With her gone Clarke will lose her mind and she'll kill herself. So my life in exchange of knowing I caused the Queen's death is a small price to be paid."

"Too bad the price was paid for nothing." Monroe watches Lexa come from behind Clarke, alive and well.

"But..." Monroe says brokenly. "I saw her on the floor. I noticed the symptoms of the poison."

"You noticed what we wanted you to see." Clarke answers bitterly. "You've betrayed me Monroe."

"You deserved it bitch!" Monroe spits at Clarke and starts to run towards her.

Nevertheless, before she can get even close to her she feels herself being raised from the floor.

"What, how?" Monroe says while frantically trying to move around but the hold on her neck tightens. "But you're just a human! I can smell you!"

"Don't..." Lexa murmurs angrily while holding the natrona from the neck, not realizing what she's doing or how she's even capable of doing so. "You wanted to hurt my mate, you wanted to kill her." she squeezes tighter. "Why?"

"Can this even be possible?" Octavia asks Clarke who is silently watching the scene unfold in front of her eyes.

"Because she deserves to die." Monroe chokes out.

"No one will touch Clarke." Lexa vows solemnly and squeezes tighter. "No one will hurt my mate."

"Lexa..." Clarke whispers while getting close to the brunette. "We must ask her some questions."

"We are." the mundane tells her and turns her attention back to red-haired vampire. "Who else was working with you?"

Monroe remains silent for a couple of seconds before wailing and screaming in complete agony.

"Clarke what are you doing to her?" Octavia whispers while looking around.

"I'm doing nothing." the blonde replies quietly.

"Lexa..." the brunette Skaikru says in complete awe. "What is she?"

"My mate." Clarke answers simply.

CLCLCLCL

"Did you get the signal from the phone?" Raven asks her the moment the two meet.

"Yes. Octavia got the phone and gave us enough time to track it before she crushed it.." Anya murmurs solemnly. "I'm now following his trail."

"How far away is he?" the hacker asks calmly.

"We shouldn't be that far." the Trikru vampire takes a look around. "I think we're six minutes away from the hotel."

"And from what it seems it looks like he's returning to the hotel instead of running away."

"I'm assuming that he believes Lexa is dead and he will try to trick Clarke into believing that he has always been on her side." Anya explains while starting to run towards the hotel.

"But he does know that Monroe can accuse him of being on the plan as well?" Raven snorts and follows the older vampire close enough to continue talking.

"Raven..."

"Not now Anya." the Skaikru vampire simply says.

"Then when?" Anya demands bitterly. "I just want to explain to you what happened, I want you to understand."

"There's nothing to explain Anya." Raven says defeated. "Just because I'm your soulmate that doesn't mean that what you say doesn't affect me."

"Of course it does!" the Trikru vampire screams and stops both of them in the middle of the road. "It means that you're the exception to my every rule. You will ALWAYS come first Raven. You will come before my coven, before my siblings, before my elders, before my Queen, before myself."

"But what you said to Octavia..."

"Was just said to her because I wanted to test her just as much as she wanted to test me!" Anya says exasperated. "I do believe the things I said about traitors, but I also know her story and what happened with her mate. She, like the elders of my coven, deserved vengeance and instead chose peace. And knowing how hard that choice must have been for her to make, how can I even start judging her for doing so?"

"I didn't know that..." Raven whispers. "I just felt all of these anger and disappointment."

"Of course I'll be disappointed you don't want to be with me Raven." the Trikru vampire tells her honestly. "But that doesn't mean that I will give up on you or judge you for your past actions. Because that doesn't and will never matter to me."

"Do you really mean that?" the younger vampire asks brokenly.

"Do you feel I mean it?" Anya asks her instead of answering.

"Yes." Raven replies softly. "Yes I do feel it."

"Then trust our bond." she whispers while getting closer to Raven. "Trust me."

"I'm trying." she promises the older vampire. "I'm just afraid of disappointing you or of you realizing that I'm not worth all the wait."

"I promise you, Raven Kom Skaikru, that you're more than worth it."

Anya smiles when she notices the faint blush on the brunette's cheeks. Nevertheless, before she can do anything about it she smells the familiar scent of Lexa, along with Clarke's, Octavia's and the one of another vampire.

"What the hell?" Raven asks her after having also smelled them. "They're supposed to be at the hotel!"

"If Bellamy notices that Lexa is still alive then he'll know that this was all a trap and he'll try to escape." Anya says angrily. "Branwadas."

"Maybe we should go and hurry them up instead of insulting them?" the brunette tells her sarcastically and starts running again.

"Hilarious..." the older vampire retorts while following her closely. "Can't smell Bellamy around here. He must have chosen the other road so he could enter the hotel through the back."

"Works for us, sucks for him." Raven answers while speeding up. "We need to tell them to hurry up though." she continues saying and stops right behind Clarke, who notices their presence but does nothing to interrupt what is happening in front of her.

"Lexa..." Anya whispers in complete awe after seeing how she's holding the red-haired vampire by the neck.

"Maybe I failed today." they hear Monroe say darkly. "But someone will get her." she promises Lexa. "And you'll have to watch your mate die right in front of your eyes just like I had to."

"Let them try." Lexa tells her and Monroe notices the way her eyes shift from green to red. "Because whomever tries will meet your fate." she promises before crushing the vampire's neck and feeling it collapse under her hand. "Yu gonplei ste odon."

After that, everything around them is quiet, none capable of explaining or understanding what had happened. Lexa, a mundane, had just killed a grown vampire, a member of the Queen's guard, with her bare hands.

To Clarke, this confirmed that her mate was not a mere mundane, which was something she had always known deep inside of her. There was a reason she had been so captivated and attracted to Lexa. And right now, her inner beast was telling her that they've had found their perfect match; a creature that was just as powerful and strong as they were.

To the rest, especially Octavia and Anya, it meant that there was more to Lexa than what they had suspected. It meant that they had to keep her a secret from the other covens because she was dangerous to all those who were not on her side. Lexa, willing or unwillingly, had become a weapon. One that could be seen very appealing to Azgeda.

To Lexa, the strength and power she was acquiring meant that maybe not everything they had told her about her past was the truth. It was clear that she was not just a mundane, because what she had just done should have been impossible and yet the blood on her hands told her otherwise. This raw power, this passion and desperation to protect Clarke, was manifesting itself more and more with each passing day. Clearly, it must be connected with her mate and the fact that their bond keeps growing.

Raven needed to start those tests immediately.

"Fuck!" Octavia screams after watching a mundane kill a vampire with her bare hands. "Fuck!" she continues saying while walking around the road.

"Are you ok?" Lexa moves towards Clarke and notices that she did it faster than what she had planned.

"Are you ok?" her mate asks instead.

"She was threatening you." the mundane simply explains. "I could not let that happen."

"You were spectacular." the blonde promises while kissing her hands and licking the blood of them, making Lexa whimper.

"Clarke..." she warns her mate.

"It was very arousing; watching you defend me." Clarke blushes. "No one has done that for me, at least not like that." she clarifies to Octavia who seemed ready to complain.

"It wasn't normal." Octavia reminds me.

"It was peculiar." Lexa gave the Skaikru vampire a soft smile.

"It was something." Raven agrees. "I want to test your blood."

"Creepy." Anya murmurs and they all laugh. "But going back to business, what the fuck are you two doing out here?! You almost killed me after I suggested you to stay with Lexa and yet here you are." she tells Clarke.

"It was different." Clarke blushes. "Besides, the trap is already set. Knowing Bellamy, he'll try to blend in until he can surrender to Miller or Octavia. Afterwards, he'll come straight to me."

"Asshole." Lexa says and they all agree.

A phone rings and Raven gives it to Clarke who reads the text and nods in understanding.

"Bellamy has asked for an audience with me."

"What will you do?"

"Give it to him of course. With my closest allies and friends inside, protecting my mate... Although from what I've seen she doesn't seem to need protection very much." Clarke winks at Lexa who blushes.

"And then what?" Octavia asks confused. "You'll question him and he'll deny everything. Claim it was all Monroe's plan."

"We have solid proof of his involvement in both attacks. He won't get away." it's Anya the one reassuring her and Octavia smiles softly at the gesture.

"He will pay." Clarke promises both Lexa and Octavia. "That I promise you."

CLCLCLCL

Bellamy was quietly waiting outside Clarke's room.

He had passed, on his way to the lobby, through Lexa's room and had felt the fading heart beat of a mundane and a vampire. Of course he had assumed that Clarke would remain by the brunette's side. But it was also a relief that she had not been capable of choosing her above her duty as Queen. It gave Bellamy hope and had been what convinced him of surrendering to Miller, who had been surprised about seeing him. He had told him about Monroe and how she had been an Azgeda spy who had tried to recruit him after she heard that he had been cast out of the coven. Of course, Miller had believed him immediately and promised to help him get an audience with Clarke, who Miller told him had been inquiring with Raven and her staff about the poison.

"It's from the Azgeda." Miller told him while walking him towards Clarke's room. "She's been talking with Anya Kom Trikru about declaring war on Azgeda and kicking them out of the Coalition."

"Good news." Bellamy tells him proudly. His plan had worked perfectly and right now he was on his way to forgiveness and a position near Clarke and Murphy.

Nevertheless, when he was told to go in, what he saw inside the room had him realize that he had been completely mistaken. In it he saw Lexa sitting right next to Clarke, both talking with each other in silence, the soft words of love and care being loud enough for him to hear. Monroe had lied to him! The fucking bitch had told him that Lexa drank the poison and showed the symptoms. An antidote was out of the question because there were no known ones for that poison and yet here was the mundane, alive and well.

"Bellamy Blake." it's Lexa the one greeting us. "Nice of you to join us."

"Human." he spits at the brunette who merely shrugs. "You should be dead."

"Sorry to disappoint you." the mundane says and Bellamy can hear snorts coming from around the room. "Although your hatred for me has made it impossible for you to keep the charade up."

"Stupid." they hear Anya murmur and they all agree with her. "Why are you here Natrona?"

"I came to prove that this human is an Azgeda spy. She's only using you Clarke. She plans to kill you and then give your throne to Roan and Ontari. Surely you must see that."

"The only thing I see is a liar standing in front of me." Clarke replies surely. "One that has sold information to Azgeda and that continues to lie in my face in order to save his own skin."

"I've never betrayed you my Queen."

"The poison you tried to use on Lexa came from Azgeda." Octavia tells him. "You're the only one with ties to them."

"That was Monroe. I knew of the plan but never became directly involved."

"I saw you charm that bellboy into placing that bottle inside Lexa's room." Raven interrupts him.

"Lies my Queen! Interrogate Monroe and you'll realize I had no part in this."

"Already did." Lexa tells him. "Died during the process but still gave us enough information to connect you to her."

"The phone and the call she gave you after she abandoned her post... That allowed Anya and I to track you."

"So it was a trap..." Bellamy murmurs defeated. "You always knew."

"I always knew." Octavia is the one that answers him. "What you did to Atom, how you almost tried to kill Lexa twice and for what Bellamy, so we could stay close to you?"

"To keep you both safe!"

"To keep us controlled!" Clarke says angrily. "Bellamy Blake, for all the crimes done against your Queen and coven, I sentence you to death."

"You can't do that!" he starts laughing maniacally.

"I'm the Queen. I can do what I want with you."

"No you can't." he sing-songs."Because I have information about Azgeda's attacks."

"Attacks..." Anya asks confused.

"Indeed Trikru trash." he addresses the older vampire. "In fact, soon enough Miller will come inside this room and..."

"My Queen!" Miller runs inside the room and all the women stare at him solemnly. "Word has come on an attack on Trikru territory. Azgeda is claiming responsibility for it." he looks at Anya and they all hear Bellamy cackle.

"YOU!" Anya roars and moves forward and kicks Bellamy to the floor, immediately incapacitating him. "YOU HAD SOMETHING TO DO WITH THIS!"

"Anya..." Lexa whispers and it's enough for her friend to calm down. "We can't kill him."

"But..." the Trikru vampire says brokenly. "My people..."

"I know. But we need him." it's Octavia the one telling her that and Anya can accept that.

Because just like she deserved vengeance, so did Octavia.