#Rebekah hinds

[hopecel]

Rodgers & Hammerstein's Oklahoma! in Wyndham's Theatre

[mttztrading]

Who would I share my stupid thoughts with? Who would I laugh until I sob with?

Kathy & Stella Solve A Murder! - West End

[burtonsdoodles]

I can't stop reading what they're saying about me on the internet…

I couldn’t very well have a Kathy doodle and not a Stella doodle too, so before closing :( here’s the wonderful Rebekah Hinds as Stella Carmichael enjoying the approval of strangers… ♥️

[noxexistant]

huge day for gay people

[seeyounextmurder]

Obsessed with these photos of Bronté and Bex, they’re absolutely killing it!! Love that they brought back the crime scene dresses from press night in Bristol for a little photoshoot 💛🩸🔪

[artsying-ifer]

this is like a week late oops but wanted to draw something as a send off for rebekah hinds as gertie! she was always such a highlight of the show and at least one of the times i saw it her gertie laugh sent me into a giggle fit that almost lasted into people will say we're in love

shoutout to one of the funniest performances to ever grace the west end she shall be missed

[ulrichgebert]

Die völlig zurecht vielbeachtete Oklahoma-ist-gar-nicht-ok!-Klassiker-Neuausdeutung für das 21.Jahrhundert zeigt uns tiefe Abgründe in der Amerikanischen Siedlerseele und Curly mal endlich als den unangenehm überheblichen Macho, der er ist, dafür lieben alle Judd und den persischen Hausierer.... Das funktioniert ganz ohne den Text zu ändern, offenbar war es noch nie so ok., wie der Titelsong behauptet.  Die schwungvolle Neuorchestrierung ist auch prima, aber die älteren Herrschaften vor uns gehen dann doch lieber in der Pause, noch bevor die E-Gitarre zum Dream Ballett auftaucht.

[centrestagereviews]

Review: Kathy and Stella Solve a Murder - Bristol Old Vic

⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ With the UK theatre scene fully embracing their revivals era, it’s becoming more difficult for new work to get a foothold in the industry. We are seeing a number of fantastic productions thriving in the various Fringes across the country, but rarely get to survive beyond their designated festivals. Enter Kathy and Stella. Kathy and Stella Solve a Murder debuted at the Edinburgh…

[craftylovegentlemen]

Genesis

Chapter 49

1 And Jacob called unto his sons, and said, Gather yourselves together, that I may tell you that which shall befall you in the last days. 2 Gather yourselves together, and hear, ye sons of Jacob; and hearken unto Israel your father. 3 Reuben, thou art my firstborn, my might, and the beginning of my strength, the excellency of dignity, and the excellency of power: 4 Unstable as water, thou shalt not excel; because thou wentest up to thy father's bed; then defiledst thou it: he went up to my couch. 5 Simeon and Levi are brethren; instruments of cruelty are in their habitations. 6 O my soul, come not thou into their secret; unto their assembly, mine honour, be not thou united: for in their anger they slew a man, and in their selfwill they digged down a wall. 7 Cursed be their anger, for it was fierce; and their wrath, for it was cruel: I will divide them in Jacob, and scatter them in Israel. 8 Judah, thou art he whom thy brethren shall praise: thy hand shall be in the neck of thine enemies; thy father's children shall bow down before thee. 9 Judah is a lion's whelp: from the prey, my son, thou art gone up: he stooped down, he couched as a lion, and as an old lion; who shall rouse him up? 10 The sceptre shall not depart from Judah, nor a lawgiver from between his feet, until Shiloh come; and unto him shall the gathering of the people be.

11 Binding his foal unto the vine, and his ass's colt unto the choice vine; he washed his garments in wine, and his clothes in the blood of grapes: 12 His eyes shall be red with wine, and his teeth white with milk. 13 Zebulun shall dwell at the haven of the sea; and he shall be for an haven of ships; and his border shall be unto Zidon. 14 Issachar is a strong ass couching down between two burdens: 15 And he saw that rest was good, and the land that it was pleasant; and bowed his shoulder to bear, and became a servant unto tribute. 16 Dan shall judge his people, as one of the tribes of Israel. 17 Dan shall be a serpent by the way, an adder in the path, that biteth the horse heels, so that his rider shall fall backward. 18 I have waited for thy salvation, O LORD. 19 Gad, a troop shall overcome him: but he shall overcome at the last. 20 Out of Asher his bread shall be fat, and he shall yield royal dainties. 21 Naphtali is a hind let loose: he giveth goodly words.

22 Joseph is a fruitful bough, even a fruitful bough by a well; whose branches run over the wall: 23 The archers have sorely grieved him, and shot at him, and hated him: 24 But his bow abode in strength, and the arms of his hands were made strong by the hands of the mighty God of Jacob; (from thence is the shepherd, the stone of Israel:) 25 Even by the God of thy father, who shall help thee; and by the Almighty, who shall bless thee with blessings of heaven above, blessings of the deep that lieth under, blessings of the breasts, and of the womb: 26 The blessings of thy father have prevailed above the blessings of my progenitors unto the utmost bound of the everlasting hills: they shall be on the head of Joseph, and on the crown of the head of him that was separate from his brethren. 27 Benjamin shall ravin as a wolf: in the morning he shall devour the prey, and at night he shall divide the spoil. 28 All these are the twelve tribes of Israel: and this is it that their father spake unto them, and blessed them; every one according to his blessing he blessed them. 29 And he charged them, and said unto them, I am to be gathered unto my people: bury me with my fathers in the cave that is in the field of Ephron the Hittite, 30 In the cave that is in the field of Machpelah, which is before Mamre, in the land of Canaan, which Abraham bought with the field of Ephron the Hittite for a possession of a burying place. 31 There they buried Abraham and Sarah his wife; there they buried Isaac and Rebekah his wife; and there I buried Leah.

32 The purchase of the field and of the cave that is therein was from the children of Heth. 33 And when Jacob had made an end of commanding his sons, he gathered up his feet into the bed, and yielded up the ghost, and was gathered unto his people.

Genesis 49

Diane Beauford

[hopecel]

A-yip-i-o-ee-ay!

[willstafford]

Feline Groovy

WHAT’S NEW, PUSSYCAT? The REP, Birmingham, Friday 29th October, 2021 A jukebox musical?  A jukebox musical based on the back catalogue of Welsh superstar Tom Jones?  A jukebox musical based on the back catalogue of Welsh superstar Tom Jones with a plot inspired by Henry Fielding’s novel of 1749? Oh, go on then. It turns out to be a consummate example of the jukebox musical genre.  Writer Joe…

[kaiparker-avengerssmut]

Shackled

Pairing | Lucien x Reader

Warnings | NON-CON, smut, kidnapping, violence, bondage

Word count | 1740

Summary | getting kidnapped by Lucien and he fucks you

A/n | this fic contains Non consensual sex and dark themes, please DO NOT READ if this makes you uncomfortable

A/n | (Based in the time of season 3 of TO) You are a Siphon. You are living with the mikaelsons. You had been like a sister to Rebekah a few years ago while she was in Mystic falls and after she moved back to New Orleans you dated Jeremy. After you two broke up you needed to get away so you moved to New Orleans after Rebekah invited you to stay with them. You and Kol always flirted and had endless banter but neither of you ever persude each other. You are currently out trying to find some dark object of Kol’s that Cami must have lost when she took them as it wasn’t in your apartment.

“Kol, do you even know where you’re going?” You whined. “Of course darling, do you mistake me with a fool?” You rolled your eyes and continued following him. You were walking down a back ally in New Orleans, blindly following Kol who apparently knew exactly where he was going. Suddenly a hand clamped over your mouth and your vision went black.

Your eyes fluttered open as you slowly regained consciousness. Your wrists were bound by chains hanging from the ceiling and you were kneeling with you arms in the air. Your white camisole was torn and stained red but your ripped black jeans were gone, leaving you in your red lace underwear. Shit. The sound of footsteps echoed through your hearing and you saw him from the corner of your eye. You hind your head in defeat, knowing he would most certainly kill you. He stopped right infront of you. “Lucien.” You venomously spat. He grabbed your chin and tilted your head up to look at him, “Someone’s happy to see me.” He smirked. “Fuck you.” You retorted. He let go of you chin and walked over to a table. He picked something up and walked back over to you, lifting your chin and daring you to break eye contact with him. “Let’s have some fun, shall we?” Suddenly the leather hit your skin ferociously. You screamed in pain as he struck your back over and over until he drew blood. He stopped after 20 lashes. “Having fun, darling? I’m sure we can work something else out if you’re not.” He smirked at you again. “Oh fuck you and your torture just let me go.” You almost shouted. He dropped the whip and kneeled down behind you, his hand wrapping round your throat and turning your head to look at him, the other one snaking round your chest and grabbing your boob, holding you firmly into him. “So feisty. You’d do well to remember I’m a 1000 year old vampire and you’re a worthless mortal.” He said into your cheek. “And when you’re 1000 years old you get bored very easily. So your going to be my entertainment, y/n.” His hand trailed from your boob to your core and slipped into your panties, rubbing circles on your clit. “You have no idea how badly I want to fuck your brains out.” He pushed his hard-on unto you ass, “you feel that? That’s all because of you, darling.” He growled in your ear as sighs and quiet moans tumbled from your lips. He has your juices running over his fingers quickly and took his hand out your panties, satisfied. He shoved his fingers down your throat and used his other hand to move your panties to the side.

“Now the real fun begins” he chuckled. The sound of his zip made your eyes widen and you let out a cry of pain and pleasure as his cock slid into your tight cunt. “Fuck, Y/N, your pussy is so tight around my big dick.” Lucien cooed in your ear. He began pumping at a punishing rate, his fingers leaving your mouth as you started gagging. He slapped your ass 1,2,3...10 times. Hard. “My handprint looks so good on your big ass.” He hummed. A constant flow of moans and curse words left your mouth as he continued to bury himself in you roughly. He reached round and grabbed your boobs in turn, hard enough to leave bruises. Suddenly, he stopped, his dick still inside you. He grabbed your hair and pulled your head back enough for you to look into his eyes. “Fuck yourself on my cock, y/n. Pleasure yourself in me.” He commanded. When you refused to move he bared his fangs and sank them onto your neck. You instantly began grinding against his dick and he moaned your name. “Fuck, y/n, I’ve been wanting to fuck you since the minute I first met you.” He said.

He pulled out of you and walked around to your front, where he grabbed you by a fist-full of your hair and forced his cock into your mouth. “I’ve been wondering what your pretty little mouth could do except insult me.” He snarled. He rammed his dick into your mouth for a while until you had saliva dripping down your chin. “Good girl.” He praised. “Taking my dick so well. Let’s see how far you can go.” He held your head in place so you were taking him all the way and his top brushed you back of your throat. You gagged around him and tears pricked your eyes. “Oh fuck” he moaned. He pulled your head back, allowing you to get some air before eventually doing the same thing over and over until you struggled to breathe. He started to moan as his cum released into your mouth in hot spurts, “come on slut, swallow it. Swallow it all.” He spat. You did as he said and he pulled out. Your head hung as you regained your breath.

There was a sudden banging on the door and your heard kol’s voice. “y/n! Y/n? Are you in there? Y/N!!” He shouted. Lucien appeared over you and ripped the chains off you, leaving blood dripping from your wrists. You were covered in bruises and aches all over, your legs so weak you collapsed the second you were free. Lucien grabbed you and held you against him with his arm over your chest. You started to struggle against him but it was no use as you were no-where near as strong as him. The door gave way to reveal Kol and Freya stood there. Just as Kol was about to rush over to you Lucien spoke. “If you take a step closer, I feed her my blood and snap her neck. Oh god. You didn’t want to be a vampire. Let alone a heratic. You hated your powers and had a strict, no vampire blood rule unless it was a life or death situation. Lucien bit into his wrist and held it over your mouth. You had no choice but to drink as you started choking on his blood. your vision was blurred with tears and you heard Freya mutter something. A spell. Before Lucien could react he was screaming. He let go of you and you collapsed. The sun started to burn him. He was on fire. He ran as fast as he could to a sheltered area of the apartment. Freya must have de-activated his daylight ring.

Kol rushed to your side and cradled you into his chest. "It'll be alright darling. I promise. Did he hurt you?" he asked calmly. You nodded. "Where, darling?" you looked up at him and spoke, "M-my stomach, an-and my, um, m-my-" you cut yourself off as you broke down into tears. "I think she means to say her thighs and hips." Lucien smirked. Kol's face contorted with anger and he passed you to Freya. Kol had Lucien held up against the wall in an instant. "You what?!" he shouted. Lucien maintained his smirk and said, "OH she was wonderful, no wonder all you mikaelsons are desperate to get in her pants." Kol growled and threw Lucien into the sunlight. he screeched and dashed back to the shade, hitting the wall and gasping. "Why you little-" Kol was cut-off by Freya. "Kol, I know you want your revenge, but its going to have to wait. We need to get y/n out of here and my spell will wear-off soon. We can't risk endangering her again. Let's go." Kol let out a frustrated sigh and came over to you, picking you up bridal-style and walking out the penthouse with you.

Back at the  Mikaelson compound you woke up to Kol brushing your face with the back of his hand. "Sorry, darling. I didn't mean to wake you." he said. "Oh-uh, don't worry about it." You smiled weakly. He brushed your hair out your face and smile softly back. "When I saw you, all I could think was to rip that bastard's head off. I couldn't stand to see you in pain." He admitted. "I'm okay now." You replied gently. "Well, you see, y/n..." oh god. He never used your name. He always came up with some kind of pet-name. "I realised that if I ever lost you, my world would just...collapse. So o guess what I'm saying is I like you. As more than a bloody friend." He sighed. Ignoring the pain, your reached up and placed a tentative kiss on his lips, cupping his cheek with your hand. It took him a moment to register what happened, but when he did he kissed you back passionately - as if he'd been waiting to do it for a long time. You pulled back, gunning pike an idiot. "Kol." "Yes darling." You took a deep breath, your face turning serious, "I guess what I have to say is..could you get me some food? I'm starving and unlike you, I actually have to eat." A goofy smile broke out on your face. "And to think for a second there I thought you were going to declare you undying love for me, darling." He chuckled and kissed your forehead before standing up and heading to the kitchen. "Kol." "What now?" He stopped and spun on his head. "I like you too." You smiled. His face broke out into an expression of pure joy and he walked out the room.

[alehaj15]

After everything we’ve been through

Klaus Mikaelson x reader   (+Rebekah and Elijah)

Imagine: You and Klaus having an argument, after which you were pissed off and left. You went to the woods and got into trap.

Warning: pain, torture, blood, Klaus saving the reader

 MASTERLIST

    ''Everything has to be always the way you want, doesn't it?'' you shouted at him in the heat of your argument, because of Klaus being overprotective too much again and letting you go nowhere. Not especially now, when some hunter is in the town looking mainly for supernatural creatures.

   ''I'm just trying to protect you, (y/n)!'' he opposed

   ''This isn't protection, this is immurement. I can't go anywhere without your premission.'' you continued ''I'm like a prisoner in this house and i'm sick of it!''

   ''What do you want me to do?'' he asked with a calm tone ''You know it's not safe out there, love. I can't let something happen to you, i care about you too much.''

   ''Maybe you shouldn't.'' you replied coldly ''I know how to take care of myself. You don't need to worry.''

   ''Don't do this to me, (y/n), please.'' he begged while watching you leave his room.

  ''What happened up there?'' Elijah asked seeing you rushing down the stairs and making your way to the front door.

   ''Get out of my way, Elijah, i can't be here any more minute.'' you snarled at him while pushing him away.

   ''Can you tell us at least, where you're going?'' Elijah overran his brother.

   ''Why? So you can follow me and drag me back here? I don't think so.'' you retorted, but then thought for a second and replied ''Woods. Release the steam.'' then you left with a loud door slam.

You walked as fast as you could to get as far as possible from the house which was last few weeks the only place you were allowed to be. You felt free. Nobody telling you, where you can or can't go. As soon as you were far enough from city, you transformed into your wolf form. Finally free. The night was magnificent. Sky was bright, air was fresh and you finally didn't have to worry about some hunter trying to kill you. You ran as fast as you could and slowly released all those negative thoughts out of your mind. You were happy. Nothing feels better than a propper run in the forest. As you were running, suddenly, your right hind leg felt like it's on fire. You fell and took a look on it. Great. A bear trap. You howled from the pain loud enough for the whole city to hear. You looked around if someone was nearby. Unfotunately, you saw a silhouette of some man. You concluded it wasn't the best time for you to transform back in front of him. You pretended to be a normal wolf. Soon enough, you realized that wasn't the way to stay alive. The man crouched and looked into your eyes.

   ''Well, well, well, what do we have here? A werewolf? Naah, it's not a full moon, so i assume, you're a hybrid.'' he said and you could give him only a growl through your suffering.

   ''Could you transform back? I'd like to ask you some questions. Here, you don't have to be naked.'' he handed you a shirt from his backpack.

You transformed back and covered yourself with it. The pain was horrible.

   ''Could you get me out of this, please?'' you tried to persuade him with puppy eyes.

   ''You don't think i'm that stupid, do you?'' he grinned ''Let me explain you, how this is gonna be. I'm here the one who asks questions and you give answers. So, let's start with something simple, shall we? Like, why are you here all alone, where is your sire?'' he looked at you and you just avoided eye contact.

   ''Don't tell me that he let you leave.'' he asked sarcasticly.

   ''Yes'' you nodded quietly ''What do you want from me?''

   ''Oh, don't take it personally, but you're here just as a bait. After his actions, i guess you're really big deal for him, so he'll come and save you.'' he said so confidently you almost believed him, but than you remembered your argument.

   ''I don't think so.'' you replied with a small chuckle.

   ''And why is that so?'' he got a little nervous.

   ''Well, we're having bad times now, so, all this, might be useless.'' you sounded quite confident but your heart was beating for life.

   ''Oh, i'm sure he'll come, you just have to try harder darling.'' he grinned and stabbed you in tigh, your scream was hella loud. Like it wasn't enough for you to be stuck in a bloody bear trap with this idiot, you had a knife inside your leg now too.

   ''Let me ask you something.'' you sighed through the pain ''Even if he comes, what are you intentions with him?''

   ''Well since you ask so nicely.'' he stopped for a dramatic pause ''I'm going to kill him.''

   ''And how are you gonna do it? The white oak stake? I'm pretty sure the last one existing was thrown into fire.''

   ''Not the last one as you can clearly see.'' he took that awful weapon out of his backpack to show it to you.

   ''That's impossible.'' you stunned

   ''Oh honey, you have no idea what's possible.'' he was enjoying that helpless look on that cute little face of yours.

Out of nowhere, the hunter got thrown against a tree and dropped the stake. You saw Rebekah had grabbed the stake and Elijah grabed the hunter. You were weak because of how much blood you lost throughout this little chat, so you could barely see what was happening. Meanwhile you were looking at Elijah choking this man against a tree, someone opened the bear trap and you pulled out your leg immediately without thinking.

   ''Klaus?'' you hardly turned to look at your savior.

   ''What did you get yourself into again, love?'' he asked and as he looked at your hurt leg, you saw the anger rise in him instantly.

He got up from you and came to the almost choked man. Elijah let him for a moment and Klaus took some of the man's knives.

''You're gonna pay for what you did to her, do you understand me?'' he scowled at the bleeding man. ''I'm gonna enjoy this.'' he said, unbuttoned the man's shirt and cut him on chest. And again. And again. Then he stabbed the man and started turning the blade inside his stomach.

   ''Oh come on Nik, we don't have all century for this,'' Rebekah whined ''and i'm hungry.''

   ''You don't have to worry, sister. Your dinner is right in front of you. And since you're so annoying, here, help yourself.'' you could blurry see Klaus coming to you.

   ''I hope you understand how foolish your actions were, (y/n).'' he smirked.

   ''Well, it was fun, until that bloody trap.'' you chuckled. He chuckled too a little.

   ''I'm sorry, Klaus. I was just mad. It was driving me crazy staying inside that house all the time.'' you apologised deeply.

   ''I understand, love. I shouldn't have been keeping you there like a prisoner. I'm sorry. Can you forgive me?'' he looked so devastated by his own actions.

   ''After everything we've been through, you are asking if i can forgive you keeping me in your house for my own safety?''

He looked at you with so much guilt in his eyes.

   ''Don't you dare to blame yourself. You know i love you as much as you love me. Even if you'd do it another thousand times, i'll forgive you each one of them.'' you lifted up his chin and passionately kissed him. His arms hugged you tightly.

   ''All right you two, can we go home now?'' Rebekah asked annoyingly.

Klaus picked you up and carried you all the way to their car. He carefully laid you on backseats and wrapped you in a blanket. You rested your head on Rebekah's thighs and she held your hand.

Elijah got into the car and Klaus started the engine. All of you were on the way back to the Mikaelsons'.

   ''So..., I was thinking.''

   ''About what, Rebekah?'' Klaus replied with a little disgust in his voice.

   ''What if (y/n) moved in? It would be easier to protect her. And also you'll have more time on each other, all you'll need to do is nicely ask.'' she smiled.

Klaus looked at you through the rear-view mirror, to see your reaction and then his eyes got back to the road.

   ''What do you think (y/n)? Would you?'' he asked uncertainly.

   ''I mean, it sounds great.'' you replied with a smile on your face.

   ''It's settled then, (y/n), welcome to the Mikaelson family.'' said Elijah enthusiastically.

   ''You're one of us now, love.'' Klaus ended the conversation, parked the car and brought you to your new home.

House-movers started early in the moring the following day and when you woke up, all of your stuff was already in there.

[seeyounextmurder]

The cast of Kathy & Stella Solve a Murder! in their promotional photoshoot for the West End run

[artsying-ifer]

girls’ niiiiiiiiight

(do people who haven’t seen young vic oklahoma know about jean jacket gertie seeing as I don’t think she wears it in any of the promo photos? well if you didn’t, now you do!)

[emiwrites3reads]

His Mate Pt.2

In a world where werewolves has mates, klaus never believed he had had, and if he did that are long gone and wouldn’t want him. That is until he runs from his father and runs in a a young werewolf at the Salvatore house.

Note: there won’t be any smut in this, I don’t write smut nor do I know how to sorry.

Part one: https://emiwrites3reads.tumblr.com/post/189673458016/his-mate-pt1

His mate masterlist; https://emiwrites3reads.tumblr.com/post/190164847716/his-mate-masterlist

Warning: none

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The worst thing about being trapped in a house with two originals? Everything. The taunting every thing you do, staring at you like your steak, and just being annoying.

“I’m suprised Elena still loves you Stephen, oooh and Damon, still single? What a shame, although it makes sense” Klaus says in a sing song voice. Y/n wolf feels on edge, when he’s near, when he’s away, when he speaks, yet his scent is somewhat soothing, which she will never admit to.

“Now tell me little wolf, what about you? Any secret love affairs? Oooh maybe you like Stephen? Damon?” It takes everything for y/n to not turn around and snap is neck. She simply rolls her eyes and doesn’t respond.

“Single then, that’s surprising” he says. The four, including Elijah turn to look at him. Klaus made a compliment, in his odd way. That never happens.

“Oooh someone jealous? Let me guess, Damon here likes little wolf and little wolf doesn’t like him back? Well Damon, looks like you need look for other girlfriends, you don’t seem tk have much like with them” Klaus says catching Damon’s glance to Y/n.

“It’s true isn’t it, little wolf?” No words. Y/n looks to her watch. It’s not even 4:00 pm. She sighs and lays back into the couch. Only to get a call from her Beta.

“Ooh it’s a boy, answer it!” Klaus says. Y/n dare gives him an annoyed look. She answers the phone and quickly, very quickly makes her way to the bathroom and turns the sink on.

“Where are you? It’s a full moon tonight”

“It is?! Crap! Sorry, kinda got kidnapped at the Salvatore house”

“Tell then you need to go cause of the moon, they’ll understand”

“Klaus isn’t the understanding type, neither is his stupid oak tree up his butt brother”

“The originals are there? Need me to send someone?”

“No! I’m fine, plus I got to go, I can’t have them jumping to conclusions and starting wars and killing each other or whatever” she quickly hangs up and leaves just as fast as she entered.

“Ooh what’s the news? Boyfriend? Ohhh even better! Girlfriend?” The hybrid remarks.

“Just a werewolf friend wondering were I am”

“Right cause of the moon, yet you don’t seemed bothered by it” crap. Klaus really knows how to start things and escalate things. Stephen and Damon look her way, waiting for her to answer.

“Werewolves can have rings too, like vampires” she says, although that’s not the reason. Having powerful and mighty witches as friends can help, especially when they know spells that don’t exist.

“A ring? Like the daylight ring?” Stephen replies. Y/n awkwardly nods.

“Look it doesn’t matter, I’m leaving” she says. As she turns Klaus grabs her arm. She tries to pull away but his grib is too strong. Something flashes in his eyes and he lets go.

“Fine, but be back tomorrow morning or you won’t be leaving at all”

“Yes daaad” she replies rolling her eyes. He stops himself from turning around and throwing her into the wall. Y/n leaves the house, surprisingly unharmed.

———

The crisp leaves crackle underneath her footing. With each paw stop, her huge black paw comes into eye sight. Knowing her pack, they are already turned.

She scents the air for them. The refreshing air of autum being taken over by sharp wintery cold air enters her nasal cavity. Winter is just over the horizon. Tall pines and maples stretch over head, the golden feathers soon to fall to the harsh coldness of Mystic Falls.

The forestry scent of her pack fills the air. Canine shapes drift just on the horizon ahead, coming to her. They dancing and race, the figures rough housing or pasing around the hill above.

Coming to view, her Beta greets her with a lick on the muzzle, his grey and white wolf making its way to her side. The yellow and brown eyes of her pack turn to her. With a sharp angle pointing to the sky, she lets out a shrieking howl into the wind. Cries sounding of sorrow yet powerful follow behind. The pack takes off into the wild of the night.

As morning comes around, tiredness swells in their forelegs and hind legs. The pack rest inside that of a meadow trapped in spring. Dragging what kill they have, the wolves feast before morning light, lunging under the sky before dawn.

With the sun reaching the horizon and more light flooding it’s way across the sky. Y/n gives her goodbyes to the pack. Finding her clothes in a wooden container by the small lake, she slips her clothes on in an small abandoned building, that the size of a shed.

Stepping into the breach of light, the sharpness kf the cool and crisp air stinks her skin after the sudden barrnesss of her exposed skin.

“Today is not a good day to wear short sleeves” she mutters to herself, taking in the camp in front of her. It’s not special by any means. One of two of the small camps, besides the main residence, which is not all together. Every wolf lives in their own house. While they may be a pack, everyone needs some away time.

This camp is the smaller of the two, but a prettier destination. There are 3 cabins, small but not shed sized. There are two sheds, one for females and one for males. It’s not set though as some wolves could care less. The other camp has five cabins and 3 sheds. For a pack of 15, it helps having a little more space.

“Hey” her beta, tall brawny, and darker complexion, called Romi walks up to her. He too, watches the pack with an careful eye.

“I’ll have to go here, can I borrow your jeep for the day?” Y/n looks over to the bulky, neon green, heavy duty Jeep on a dirt trail. Splashes of mud paint the doors of the vehicle.

“Sure” she hands him over some gas money for thanks and runs to the car after getting the keys from him. Climbing into the seat of the Jeep, and turning on the car, she drives off, hoping to get their in time.

—-

Y/n steps into the house. Shock covers her face as she sees blood spattered on the wall. She turns and more shock floods through her. All of the vampires, even klaus and his brother and injured in some way. Stephen and Damon lay on the floor unconscious and Elijah leans against the wall, holding his hand to a stab wound. Klaus sits on the couch just staring off into the distance. Pain hidden in his eyes, marked by the tear stained lids.

“Is everyone okay? What happened?” She rushes to Damon and Stephen, almost stoping at Klaus, for reasons she doesn’t understand.

“Mikael came, Rebekah distracted him and lored him away just in time” Damon says, coughing up blood. She bites into her wrists and force feeds the two vampires. Part of her wants to go over to klaus, but she doesn’t trust neither if the originals.

“No, don’t...” Damon tries to say, Stephen too but she continues. Pulling away, she helps the two stand. She runs down to where the blood bags are, following her nose for the most part. She grabs two, then two more. She carries them to the originals and gives them to the two vampires. At first that don’t accept, especially klaus, but soon they agree.

“I can’t believe that stupid... err when I find him I will rip him organ by organ” klaus announces to the group.

Y/n walks over to Damon while Klaus walks over to them. “Thank you” she looks to him, suprised.

“For what?”

“Well, you go those blood bags didn’t you?” She swallow. Feelings bubble inside of her, something about how he speaks, walks, she loves it, but his actions.... repulses her.

A knock comes to the door, “Y/n, a young man named Romi is asking for you” her Beta runs in, wearily watching the vampires.

“Julia is hurt, so are some others like August and Sarah” some of the younger pack members, Julia in high school and the twins Augeat and Sarah in college with her.

“I’m coming”

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