Talia Young messed with fate by saving Kol Mikaelson, now this word must face the repercussions of it. And the Mikaelson must wrap their ancient brains around these four girls, their mates.
"She's...she's my mate," Kol spoke softly to his sister, "a...
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Talia walked out the doors and froze at the sight before her. Elijah was putting a struggling Kol in the backseat of his car. Talia made a strangled noise.
Elijah turned at the sound. "Ah, Miss Talia. Can you drive?"
"Yes?" Talia posed it as a question.
"Good." Elijah tossed her a pair of keys.
"You can drive Kol's car home. Just follow us and you will get there shortly." Elijah got into his car that was almost destroyed. The back windows were smashed and Kol was tied up in the back.
Talia stared dumbly at the sight. Talia shook herself out of the stupor as Elijah honked his car horn. She stumbled over to Kol's car and got in. "You're dreaming Talia. You are just dreaming. There is no way a Kol with shredded shirt that you can see his abs through it, is sitting in the back of Elijah's car. There is no way." Talia pinched herself. She yelped. "Okay. That was real. Talia shook off the image and pulled out after Elijah.
Talia unknowingly agreed with Galen's thoughts. This will be an interesting next few days.
