𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇

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The ringing in her ears is what woke Marjorie. She winced as her eyes fluttered open her vision was blurry for a moment as she looked around. It looked like she was in an old shack, the wood was all weathered and falling apart and it had a moldy smell.

"Marjorie! Are you alright?" Hayley asked and Marjorie looked to her right to see Hayley zip-tied on the other side of an old fire stove

"My head." Marjorie winced moving her hands to touch it but frowned when she noticed her hands were also zip-tied

"I think you might have a concussion, you've been out of it all night." Hayley said her brows furrowed in concern

Marjorie looked outside and noticed that it was now morning and she could feel that the blood on her forehead was dried, leaving her to wonder just how long she's been unconscious.

"Where are we? Who took us?" Marjorie asked and Hayley sighed

"Back in the bayou. An old friend of mine and an old enemy of your father's is who took us, Tyler Lockwood. He was Klaus' first turned and sired hybrid, but then he broke the sire bond with my help and turned all the other hybrids against Klaus." Hayley said and Marjorie looked at her with wide eyes

"You helped him?" Marjorie asked and Hayley looked at her guiltily

"That was before all of this. Sorry." Hayley smiled awkwardly and Marjorie rolled her eyes

"Did he say why he took us?" Marjorie asked

"He heard about you existing and me being pregnant. Oh and apparently I'm werewolf royalty and this camp is all that's left of them." Hayley said and Marjorie looked at her shocked

"Royalty?" Marjorie asked and Hayley nodded

"Yeah. If this is suppose to be my castle I'm going to start a riot." Hayley said looking around the cabin in distain

Before anything else could be said the door was shoved open and a guy walked through the door. He was tan and had dark hair, he looked exactly how one would imagine a werewolf looking.

"Well well well. Sleeping beauty's awake." Tyler said crouching down next to Marjorie who tried to shuffle away from him as he raised his hand towards the gash on her forehead. "That looks like it hurts, my bad."

"Get away from me." Marjorie clenched her jaw and Tyler chuckled before standing up

"Tyler, there's been a wolf watching me lately. Protecting me, like it instinctively knows that I'm part of its pack. You're a hybrid, you can turn into a wolf whenever you want... Was it you?" Hayley asked curiously and Tyler scoffed

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