tonight was busiest night of the month, a full moon, when wolves from
all over the place would come to the mikaelson’s house.
alex was surprised that the supernatural world still thought klaus was
weak and the hybrid is pretty sure if hope wasn’t around, klaus
would’ve returned to his old self, if anything, hope being alive made him
worse. but hey, if any supernatural being wanted to rush to their death,
who was he to judge?
sienna was off somewhere so he’d been paired with marcel to keep
watch on the house and alex chose to work further out into the woods,
while the vampire chose to stay near the mansion’s entrance.
a sound somewhere in the distance caught alex’s attention…
”hello?”
was somebody dumb enough to walk through the woods alone?
he followed the noise, trying to reach it’s source when he saw it…
a young boy… going through the change… wolf.
his natural instinct kicked in, protect, but he realised this wolf had
nothing to do with him… he was just… turning right there.
he stepped back and watched… what else was there to do?
but he still hadn’t found the source of the noise, who was it?
the roar came not exactly d i s c r e e t. he stepped closer, searching for the
person, the boy who the ”hello”came from, it was a familiar voice.
There’s a few moments of silence and for a moment, he relaxes… perhaps it was his imagination being human was making him paranoid.
Wolves? Tyler flinches at the noise. He knows it all too well. He knows how dangerous it is and how fast they are. He’s made himself known and inwardly curses himself for opening his mouth. He’s in danger.
The past few weeks Tyler hasn’t cared about himself, he’s been waiting for it all to be over… He has no mother, no father, no family and the only person he did have, he left behind to go after Klaus - he was stupid. But now that he knew he was in danger, he was afraid. He tried to focus on his breathing - just wishing he was a hybrid once again, stepping back slowly. It was too dark to see anything, damn human eyesight.
His mind panics, where did the noise come from? He doesn’t remember which part of the woods it came from… behind? In front? He can’t run. What is there to do? His eyes search the trees desperately, a glint of eyes, another noise something.
Oliver enjoyed this little game that he had started, watching as the human searched the trees for him. Oliver had the upper hand in the situation and that fact was supplying gasoline to the fire burning in him. He crouched down, his claws digging into the cool ground beneath his feet.
His focus was set on the boy, his eyes never straying as he prepared to attack. Oliver breathed in the cool air, smelling something that he hadn't expected to. Wolf. He looked away for a moment, becoming the one searching for something he wasn't entirely sure was actually there lurking in the dark.
He returned his line of sight onto the boy who slowly moved back, still looking into the trees. Oliver's red eyes threatened to reveal his location as he moved one last time, getting a better angle.
With one final growl he emerged from the woods, baring his teeth as he moved in to attack.
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