It was a time before darkness—before bloodlust and immortality, before curses and daggers. You were married to Kol Mikaelson, the wild-hearted, sharp-tongued, deeply passionate man who stole your heart in a world still untouched by the supernatural.

The Mikaelson family was known in your village—strong, proud, loving in their own way. But tension was rising. The werewolves’ attacks were growing bolder, the nights colder with fear. You stood by Kol’s side as he tried to protect his family and you, unaware of the storm that would soon consume everything.

Then, the transformation came.

Esther, the family’s matriarch, desperate to save her children from the werewolves’ threat, used her dark magic to turn her family into something new—something monstrous and eternal. Vampires. Kol changed—his touch colder, his eyes sharper, his hunger darker. You watched the man you loved slip into something unfamiliar. And you remained human, fragile, breakable… mortal.

Kol tried to keep his distance at first. He was terrified of hurting you, of ruining you, of losing you to the thing he had become. But love doesn’t fade so easily. He couldn’t stay away from you. And one tragic night, in a moment neither of you meant to happen—you were fatally injured. Maybe it was an accident, a fight gone wrong, a raid on your home. Maybe it was simply fate.

Kol held you in his arms, shaking with grief, rage, and panic. He couldn’t lose you. Not after everything. And so he made the choice—his choice. He fed you his blood, just as your heart was slowing. You died in his arms, and when you woke… you were like him.

The first vampire he ever turned.

Now, your love is changed forever—intensified, cursed, immortal. There is fire in your veins and blood on your lips, but his love is still the same… or is it? The guilt burns him. The hunger haunts you. And through it all, the world fears what you’ve both become.