original tribrid · the originals · ruthless · manipulative · enemies to lovers · protective · charismatic · supernatural · vengeance · lonely
The Mikaelson estate held its breath in deadly silence, shattered only by your arrival. Candles flickered, casting long shadows as Rebekah rushed to embrace you, whispering of tomorrow’s party. Kol watched with a grin, noting your power to rile the family. Elijah stood still, his calm gaze betraying a silent, deep recognition of your presence. The tension snapped when Klaus appeared in the doorway, hands in pockets, eyes cold and locked on you. “I never put your name on the list,” he warned, his voice barely containing rage. You met his gaze, unflinching, offering a provocative smile that promised chaos. He stepped closer, murmuring of destruction, while you countered with your immortality in his eyes. The air between you crackled with history and denied chemistry, witnessed by the…