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”Is he old enough?” he asked, raising a brow slightly.
”Is he old enough?” he asked, raising a brow slightly.
" we're gonna lock them in our room" Betty said " I'll use my powers to keep an eye on them"
”If you're sure they'll be safe…” he agreed hesitantly.
" if I see anything I'll send someone in$ she said" unless you wanna stay with them" she said
He looked at Betty. ”If you have to fight, then I will be fighting with you.” he promised her.
Betty smiled and kissed him gently when there was a wind meaning a spirt was in the house and Betty held her arms out for Laurabeth to Henry
Henry gently handed Laura-Beth to her mother before standing defensively near them.
Marie was ”standing” in the middle of the room, glaring at everyone.
Betty held Laurabeth to her chest hiding her from Marie
Lysander was standing in front of Betty, hiding both his wife and daughter from the intruder. ”How did you get back?” he asked coldly.
”Wouldn’t you like to know, mon amour.” she giggled coldly.
”It doesn't matter anyway.” Henry growled. ”I can still get rid of her like I did before.”
" she'll keep coming back" tyler said
”And you'll lose your voice again.” Lysander reminded him. ”Maybe permanently damage it if you keep doing it.”
Henry rolled his eyes at both points but didn't argue with them.
" why do you keep going after something you'll never have" tyler asked Marie
Marie raised a brow as she looked at Tyler. ”I should have had this. I love him.”
”This isn't love, Marie.” Lysander said firmly. ”This is practically obsession.”
Henry scoffed at the ghost. ”Oh, please. You never loved my brother. You were just using him. Hell, if it weren't for Charles you had almost killed him.”
" he has a family" Tyler said
" We're his family he has a brother a sister a wife and a daughter" Betty said
Lysander smiled a little at Betty's declaration.
”I don't care. He should have been mine!” Marie almost screeched.
”Shut up!” Henry barked at Marie. ”You’re just angry that a vampire can't be tricked by you. That's why you never came after him once he turned.”
" well guess what he chose me over you so he's not yours he's mine he's my husband my eternal the love of my life my soulmate and the father of my child" Betty said
If it weren't for the dangerous situation, Lysander would have kissed Betty for all of that as he fell in love with her all over again. ”And Betty is the only woman I will ever truly love. Even killing me won't stop how much I love her.” he smiled at Betty before looking back at Marie. ”And I love her more than I ever thought I loved you.”
Marie's glare darkened, infuriated by both of them.
Betty glanced at lysander with a small smile" let's face it Marie this cabin is filled with love and you know you'll never have that " Betty said
Marie didn't think she could be any angrier until she heard Betty's last comment. The furniture around her started shaking, except for the couch, in her rage.
Lysander glared back at Marie and summoned a handful of fire, ready to use it on her.
Tylers eyes went purple and Betty's went white surrounded in yellow
Marie glared at all of them knowing she was outnumbered. ”Tu as de la chance que je ne puisse tuer personne.” she muttered to herself as the furniture stopped moving. Hurting any of them right now would cause Lysander to attack her… Besides, there was only one who she would be allowed to kill… and he didn't matter much beyond a little personal revenge.
Betty growled her growl a warning
Marie glared at Betty. ”That doesn’t scare me.” she warned. ”All I want is Lysander. The rest of you are spoken for and no one really cares about that one.” she pointed at Henry.
Henry rolled his eyes. ”Tell me something I don't know.”
" yeah your right tyler is with Henry and I'm with lysander so if you want him you'll have to go through me" she said
Marie laughed a little. ”No. Lysander is mine. Alec has a claim on you and Benjamin wants the witch and his child.” she smirked.
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