Klaus sat in his home. His curious gaze on you. This was interesting to say the least. This was the last thing even he expected. Werewolves tended to avoid him like the plague if they could.

"I'm sorry, but could you repeat that? I'm not sure I heard you correctly."

He requested. He interlaced his fingers never removing his eyes from you.

"I want you to turn me into a hybrid."

Interesting. So he had heard you right.

"Are you certain of this? Once you transition, there is no going back."