Niklaus Mikaelson Imagine Book

Werewolf Attack | Niklaus Mikaelson

You were on your way home from work. It was late as you had the closing shift and instead of asking someone to pick you up or walk you home, you walked by yourself. It was a peaceful night, a little bit chilly but it was nice out. The fallen leaves crushed beneath your feet as you walked on the sidewalk. You were only a few blocks from home when you felt a presence behind you.

"Whoever is there, show yourself because I'm not afraid to hurt you," you spoke aloud. You heard a chuckle come close from behind you. You quickly turned around with your vampire speed and saw the person behind you. "Can I help you?" You asked the man that now stood in front of you:

A smirk makes it way to his lips. Before you could stop him he had you pinned to the ground as he bit your neck. As you threw him off of you, you saw his werewolf side. You were quick to stab your hand through his chest before pulling his heart out, "you asshole," you yell just as his body drops to the ground. You dropped the heart before rushing home.

You snuck into your house without anyone hearing you before rushing to your bedroom where just as you were about to sit down on your bed, you fell to the floor with a loud thump. That had your sister Elena rushing into the room with Stefan and Damon Salvatore.

"What the hell happened?" Elena asked you as she and Damon helped you onto your bed. "I was attacked by a werewolf on the way home from work," you told them as you pulled your shirt down enough that they could see the bite.

"Shit, Y/N, have you told Klaus?" Damon asked you.

"It just happened, plus we got in a fight and aren't on talking terms right now," you told the three of them. Stefan sighed, running his hand through his hair. Elena looked disappointed and almost scared, and Damon had no emotions. Elena then sighed, "I hate to say it, Y/N, but Klaus is the only one who can save you," she told you.

"I know, I'm not an idiot," you tell them, "can you guys just please leave, I need to be alone right now," you tell them. They all silently leave the room, leaving you to yourself.

The next morning you woke up the sickest you have ever been. Sweat was pouring down your face as you had hot and cold episodes. You knew you were dying and you knew the only one to help you was Niklaus. You and he were best friends for almost a year, you were also falling hard for him but you had gotten into a fight and you hadn't heard from him since. You wanted to call him to give you some blood but you were scared he still hated you.

Damon came into your bedroom mid-afternoon to check on you. His face dropped as he saw your state. "I need to call Klaus, you aren't doing good. You're dying and Elena doesn't need that, neither does Jeremy," he tells you as he whips out his phone and taps around on his phone before putting his phone up to his ear before exiting the room. You were too weak and tired to fight him you instead closed your eyes and fell to sleep.

You had been awoken by what seemed like not even a few minutes later by Damon, "hey hey stay awake, you're not going to sleep until I know you are okay, Niklaus is on his way," Damon tells you as he sits on the edge of your bed beside you. "I hate you," you mumble.

"No, you don't," Damon says quietly as he moves a strand of hair that had fallen in your face. You would have normally smacked his hand away from your face but you were too weak to move his hand.

"Damon where is she?" you heard the familiar voice as he entered your house, "up here," Damon called out as he stood and walked to your doorway where Niklaus quickly appeared. He silently gasps as he sees you. A look of sadness and anger. The anger being for the werewolf you had put you through this.

"Let us be, Damon, I'll handle it from here," Niklaus tells Damon as he enters your bedroom, his eyes never leaving you. Damon quietly leaves your room, you know he didn't trust Niklaus very often but he trusted Niklaus with you even if the two of them disliked each other.

"Oh love, you should have called me sooner," Niklaus tells you as he makes his way to the side of your bed. Niklaus sits down in the exact spot Damon was just a few minutes ago. Niklaus rolls the sleeve of his left arm before putting his wrist close to your mouth. You really wanted to push his arm away but you also knew you were on your deathbed. You used one of your hands to bring his wrist just a little bit closer before you bit into it with your fangs.

A few seconds later your body was already healing. "Are you alright, love?" Niklaus asks you. "Yeah, still groggy though. Thank you, Nik," you thank him as you look at him with heavy eyes.

"You probably want to sleep, I'll let you rest, I'll be downstairs-" Before Niklaus could finish talking you cut him off, "Can you stay here with me, lay with me?" You ask him. He looks at you taken aback just a bit as he wasn't sure you still liked him after your fight but he had agreed anyway.

He kicked off his shoes and discarded all his clothes minus his t-shirt and underwear before laying down beside you. You laid your head on his chest, and one of your arms went on top of his stomach while the other one curled up beside you as you made yourself comfortable. Moments later you were asleep.