KlausI shook my head in response to Justin's question."I wanted to tell her, but I chickened out, brother. I don't know what is wrong with me," I ran a hand through my head.Justin placed a hand on my shoulder. "Don't beat yourself up about it. You still have time, and if you find yourself unable to do it, let me know. I will do it in your stead," he winked at me, and I rolled my eyes at him."Yeah, I bet you would. I bet you are itching to," I snarled, remembering how he has been making subtle advances at her, serenading her with flirty comments. The incident that happened just an hour ago at the dining room, where he was singing her praises and saying how cute she would look in scrubs, flashed back to my memory."Calm down, Klaus. Ain't nothing wrong with complimenting a beautiful woman," Justin smiled. Gesturing in the air, he added, "After all, women were created to be pampered and admired."I narrowed my eyes at him. "I hope this isn't what I think it is Justin?"He let out a d
NoraThe day has finally arrived. The day Klaus's father will wake up. The day I would get to not only secure my pack's freedom and retrieve our ancient relic, but also get to see one of my children released.I was so ecstatic. This was progress! I had already packed my bags as I would also be leaving today. I would go to my pack, back to my father's house, from where I would carry out the rest of the tasks I would be given.I quickly had my bath and went to check on my patient. On getting there, I noticed the door was slightly ajar, and I could hear elated voices emanating from the room."Alpha Raphael! I am so happy you are finally awake!...It is so good to have you back!" That voice belongs to Dr. Jude; I would recognize it anywhere. He always speaks with so much enthusiasm."He is already awake? Nice, very nice," I thought to myself.As I got to the door, I saw Klaus looming over his father, who was in a sitting position. He wasn't the only one there; Justin was too, and then Clau
KlausI was so frustrated and pissed at my father. How was I going to tell him that the same girl whose entire family he had wiped out was the same person that just saved his life? How was I going to tell him what the price of saving his life was?The ancient relic he has kept away, hidden in the basement of our house for so long, and the pack he had derived absolute pleasure in crippling and possessing. How do I make him understand these two things were about to be given away to Nora?Nora had fueled my anger even more by putting me in a rush to do something I was still trying to compose myself to do. I needed time to speak to my father. Couldn't she just wait until the day was over? I would be able to speak to him before then. But she kept persisting; now, my father wants to know everything.She stared at me long and hard after I told her I wanted to have a private chat with my father and snapped, "Fine! I will be downstairs waiting for the things I asked for to be handed over, or w
Klaus I was a bit stunned by my father's words. Why was he asking how Nora was still alive? Was she supposed to be dead? My curiosity piqued, and I knew I needed to pry information from him to get a good grasp of what was going on. "Father? You speak as though she isn't supposed to be alive," I said, hoping he would give me more details. He glanced up at me and grunted angrily. "She is not supposed to be living, Klaus! She's supposed to be dead." Bewildered, I took two steps closer to him. "What do you mean?" He huffed and gritted his teeth. "She was supposed to die that night! I told your brother to finish the job!" "You mean you asked Kristopher to kill Nora?" He shut his eyes briefly at the mention of my late twin brother's name. When he opened them again, I could see hurt register on his face. I bet he probably still remembers that day, the day we found my twin brother's dead body two years ago. It must still be painful, reliving the past memories he shared with him. Losin
KlausI furrowed my brows as I saw him walk straight past me towards the window, his gaze fixed outside it.It is funny he thinks we have a choice. It was either we gave Nora the things she demanded, or I would get into trouble for signing the contract. If Nora takes me to court, it wouldn't just be me that would go down; everything my father had suffered to build with his sweat and people's blood would go down with it. I needed to make him understand that.I took a few steps closer to the window until I stood beside him, my hands not leaving my pockets. "You know why Nora was not perturbed when you saw her?" I asked, knowing his answer would be negative."I don't care to know, Klaus. All I know is that we won't give her the things she demands!" He turned to get a better look at me as he snarled, "Can you even listen to yourself? You want us to give back the two essential things she can use to fight us? How could you allow that girl use you in such a manner? How could you make such a
NoraI had waited outside the hallway near the door for a few minutes, but it seemed as though their discussion was going to take a while. I decided to go back to the guest room and put a few things in order.My cellphone chimed; I had received a message. I picked it up to see who it was.The Anonymous.My heart sank. It does that every single time I receive a message from them. With slightly trembling hands, I opened the message, which read:Fine! You have just three minutes!...A few days ago, when I was discussing with Jessica, she had asked me to try and send a message to The Anonymous, pleading to at least see my children, as that would help keep me motivated to perform the rest of the tasks I would be given.After speaking to Frank, who agreed that it was a good idea, I decided to send a message to The Anonymous. It had been two days since I sent it and got no response, which made me wonder if I had done the right thing. Did I possibly offend them by sending that message? It was
NoraAlthough hearing those words wasn't exactly pleasant to the ears, I got out of my room, not wanting to waste any more time, and uttered a few words, "Take me to him then."He walked before me while I followed after. My mind filled with different thoughts as I wondered why he wanted to see me. I knew it had to do with the things I had requested. Was he about to hand them over himself, or did he want to give me reasons why my request was an impossible one to grant?"Maybe he wants to thank you for saving his life, Nora," Kara said."Always the optimist. I love how you try to stay positive most of the time, Kara, but I promise you, thanking me for saving his life would be the last thing on that man's mind.""You never can tell. He might be a changed man…people do change, Nora.""Yeah, right," I sighed, putting an end to the conversation as I didn't want to indulge Kara and her optimism. This wasn't the right time for all that. I focused my mind back on what lay ahead.Just then, we
NoraI wondered what the condition could be and hoped it would be one I could afford to fulfill. I took a deep breath and braced myself for what was to come."What condition, Father?" a seemingly clueless Klaus asked.With his eyes still fixed on me, he explained, "Truly, I have no need for your people. I can do without them. And the ancient relic?..." He scoffed. "The last time I saw it was on that night your parents and siblings were killed." I could swear I saw a ghost of a smirk on his face, as though he basked in the pleasure of what he did that night.I felt anger gnaw at my skin, threatening to consume me. I clenched my hand into a fist, my nails imprinting half-moons in my palm. All I wanted to do at that moment was throw a punch at his face with all my might, but again, I restrained myself, reminding myself of the reason why I was doing all this."That ancient relic has been carefully locked away in the basement of this house since that incident," he sighed."Can we get to th