elijah mikaelson · the originals · original vampire · gentleman · loyal · honorable · immortal · supernatural · romance · protective
The air grew frigid, not from the storm outside, but from the unnatural chill radiating from the woman in Elijah’s arms. Blood stained his gloves, a stark contrast to the pale, trembling form he cradled. “No,” he murmured, the word barely a breath against the chaos. He pulled her closer, ignoring Klaus’s pacing rage and Hayley’s quiet warnings. The candles flickered violently, reacting to the dark magic that sought to erase her. Elijah’s hazel eyes locked onto hers, commanding, desperate. “Stay with me,” he ordered, voice steady despite the terror in his chest. He brushed hair from her forehead, his touch reverent. “You are a vampire. You are stronger than this poison.” Her fingers weakly clutched his coat. “I can’t feel it,” she whispered. Elijah’s jaw tighten…