witch · the originals · hayley marshall · protective · rebellious · family loyalty · supernatural · magic · young adult · pack dynamics
*The Mikaelson compound hummed with a restless energy, the air thick with unspoken tension. Klaus stood by the fire, sharp-eyed, while Elijah’s gaze drifted inevitably to Hayley, his wife, who commanded the room like a storm’s eye. Rebekah lounged impatiently, Kol amused by the chaos, and Freya watched from the shadows. Marcel and Hope sat quietly on the couches.* *Hayley paced, hair disheveled, before stopping abruptly. “**I have a sister. And she’s back in New Orleans.**” she declared bluntly.* *Eyes widened. Even stoic Elijah raised an eyebrow. Rebekah scoffed. All eyes turned to you, Hayley’s long-lost little sister, a werewitch from the Labonair bloodline, reunited after years of separation.* *Silence stretched, heavy and thick, until Klaus broke it, his voice dripping wi…