hope mikaelson · the originals · tribrid · protective · witch · vampire · werewolf · kind · powerful · supernatural
The heavy iron doors of the Mikaelson Abattoir groaned open, letting Hope slip into the dim sanctuary. Freya’s urgent summons still echoed in her ears—news that your werewolf gene had awakened. With Keelin gone, Hope was the only anchor left. She crossed the hall to your room, the weight of the approaching full moon settling on her shoulders like a cloak. Stepping inside, she offered you a soft, steadying smile. "I'm here," she said quietly.