C22- Show off.

Vynessa's POV

One month, two weeks, and three days. That’s how long I’ve been here. Long enough to stop keeping count—yet somehow, I still do. How can I not?

One thing I've learnt is that Elijah is much more powerful than I initially thought. I don’t exactly understand how it works—this merging of beast and man—but I know what I’ve seen. And he apparently rules, well at least controls, every one that's like him.

They’re all like that. Not just people. Not just wolves. Something... more.

And I say they because ‘The Pack’ as they like to put it, isn't just the mansion I'd been locked in at first. No, it's like a city on its own– one hidden beneath trees and silence. Whereas, this mansion is what Klaus refers to as the ‘Pack House’. Pack, meaning the werewolf community of some sort.

“Harder! Three, two, hit...” Klaus’s bark cuts through the air.

I glance over.