Chapter 2. Where is my home now?

"My Darling mate. I've been waiting for you for a very long time" he exclaimed and smiled his crooked smile

"Kol Mikealson, at your service" youngest living Mikealson boy added. And I believe my jaw dropped to the ground.

"Well, I'm flattered that you find me attractive, but there is no need to stop breathing, my darling" Kol purred while flicking some unruly strands of my hair around his fingers. What?

"You could tell me your name for starters. I told you mine" he added. But in my head, there was only one thought.

What the hell is mate?!

What the hell.

"Mate? What do you mean?" I exclaimed with a seriously dumbstruck look on my face.

I think I looked rather comical with wide eyes and a slightly open mouth. But guess who cares?

Not me, not now.

The vampire smirked at me, and leaned a bit closer, my breath hitched in the throat but not of fright, but because of the how close he was and how peaceful I felt.

Hell, woman! He can rip your throat open and made you enjoy it.

Cut that crap or so help me.

"Mate, my darling, is my kinds..." he started to say slowly with a much deeper voice than earlier.

"Your kind? You mean vampires?" I interrupted without thinking and almost slapped myself because of my stupidness.

Kol just slightly raised his eyebrows.

"So you know who I am?" he inquired me and when I shakily nodded he smirked.

"So mate is the person who we are destined to together, mate is another half. The person who completes us. Or so they say, but now I can truly agree with that statement " he finally finished and took a sip from his glass.

When did he get one?

The flirty look was still on his face.

Am I his mate? Kol Mikealson mate? His other half? Good Lord.

"And I am yours?" I silently question him even I already know the answer. He just nodded.

What to do now. What to do.

You can tell him your name, genius.

"Well then, I am Nicolette Jackie Green." I smiled a little and extended my arm.

It could be worse.

Much worse.

He answered me with blinding smile and before quickly grabbing my hand and kissing it. "It's my pleasure" he smirked

I was laughing.

I was laughing so hard that I have to bury my face into Kol's shoulder to muffle my laugh.

What the hell is happening?

We just sat for the past hour and a half just getting to know each other, asking small, sometimes a very silly question about our likes and dislikes and telling each other's funny stories.

And to tell you truth? Kol lived very very interesting life.

"Only you, Kol, only you, " I said wiping some laugh tears from my eyes.

He just grinned and threw an arm around my shoulders before kissing the top of my head.

I felt so safe and so protected being with him, even when all people around us saw him like the maniacal sadistic monster to me he was...?

What? What did he become to me?

Well, I felt like I knew him for centuries. Grandmama told me about people like that. When just one look and you are feeling like at home.

What did she call them?

Soulmates.

Yes, that one. And if he is my one then who I'm to try to change it

"I think you are the one, Kol Mikealson." I simply stated and burrowed my blushing face in his shoulder again.

Did I hear him...purring at my confession?

Frag me

"As you are mine, my darling Nicolette,"

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I don't really know long we've sat like this but I started to feel tired. It was expected and Kol must have noticed that too.

He simply offered to ride me home. And I stiffened.

Where is my home now? How can I come back home?

What in seven hells I'm going to do?

I silently thought to myself and I felt salty tears clouding and blurring my vision.

Believe me, I am not the one who cries at very moment but today's events and fears are catching up with me and I can do nothing to stop my tears from running.

I felt Original Vampire stiffening and felt his fingers softly lifting up my face to meet his eyes. Even with the blurred vision, I can still see his brown eyes full of rare affection and worry, he cupped with his palms my face and started to wipe tears with his thumbs.

"What's wrong? Why are you crying?" he demanded with a hard voice, but even now his voice was laced with soft undertones to show me, that he wasn't mad at me.

"Tell me who hurt you? And I will kill them, I will bath in their blood, dance around the fire when they burn. Just tell me, my sweet Nicolette, and I will destroy them"

He promised me and I saw that promise in his eyes. Once mischievous and warm they were now full of madness and bloodlust with a promise to protect me.