#fromhellivecome

“Mom, I’m fine.”

A pause and then a loud giggle fell from the blonde’s lips. “No, mom, really. I’m fine. It’s lovely here and Steven is actually pretty cool. I just finished having lunch with him...yeah well here’s hoping dad can keep it together for this one. Okay okay, get back to work. I will give you all the juicy details when I get back...I love you too. Be safe.”

She ended the call and took a deep breath. Caroline reached up and brushed her hair away from her eyes. She glanced down at the mark on her wrist and pressed her lips together. She had spent years wondering who her soulmate would be. She imagined various scenarios with her girlfriends on sleepovers. Each one was different and each one sparked her curiosity even more. Would it be a man or a woman? Would they have dark hair or light hair? Blue eyes? Green? Brown? A million different questions floated through her mind every time she looked down at the symbol. She never got any answers.

Until today. 

When she looked back up, she noticed a man standing at the now-empty chair that her father’s boyfriend had previously occupied. She saw the mark on his wrist and her eyes widened, fingers unconsciously rubbing at the mirror image on her own wrist.

Klaus Mikaelson. 

She gave him a soft smile. Her mother’s warnings about strangers rang through her head. She had never considered that her soulmate would be anyone dangerous. 

SEXY TIMES.

She was pretty sure his sex drive was abnormal, even for a vampire-werewolf hybrid.

It was early in the morning. Her brain told her that the sun was just barely peeking up over the horizon. She opened one eye and glanced out the window, confirming her suspicion. 

So why were his hands already roaming over her body? And, more importantly, why was her body responding? They had gone a number of rounds the night before. If they were humans, they would have been exhausted and sore. The bonus to being vampires ( and a werewolf--he would never let her forget that ) is that their stamina was unnaturally high.

“You’re insatiable,” Caroline muttered into her pillow, willing her body to stop. “Did you not get enough last night?”

She felt his chuckle rumble in his chest. When had his body gotten so close to hers? She rolled to face him, pleased when he pinned her body into the bed. Despite her need to control every aspect of her life, she was content to give that up in the bedroom...most of the time. 

KISS CARE’S NECK.

The blonde sucked in a breath as she felt him step up behind her. She was leaning against the balcony, staring down at the courtyard. She couldn’t get used to the Mikaelson’s home. It was large and beautiful and she was sure that she still hadn’t seen all of it. She wondered what the full history was here. She had a vague backstory, given to her in bits and pieces by Klaus and his siblings.

When the hybrid had stepped up behind her, she had been thinking about her next move. Spending time in New Orleans was nice. The relationship the two had developed was easier than she expected. But she was bored. She wanted to leave and explore the rest of the country and the world. She didn’t know how to mention it to Klaus. She didn’t want to hurt his feelings.

But how does one even get that many followers? Like just– I don’t… Holy shit.