"My mistake wasn't falling in love with you. My mistake was hoping i was enough - hoping you'd love me more than you love power. "
- Ariana Blake, 300 years old and the Queen of New Orleans.
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It's been months now. Hope wasn't back yet. Nik had locked himself into the mansion. Hayley was out there an enjoying her new hybrid being. Both of them were hurt and wanted to see their daughter but they couldn't.
Elijah and I were trying to help them through this but I was slowly turning frustrated with them.
In the first months Nik and I were okay but then he turned cold and shut me out.
After a few months he wasn't even talking to me anymore. He needed time for himself and i gave him that.
The wolfs still had the moonlight rings. On every full moon they would weaken Nik.
I walked through the streets of the Quarter.
Suddenly i smelt wolf behind me.
I turned around annoyed "Oliver"
He smirked "Ari"
I groaned annoyed " what now?"
Oliver smirked " come on, Ari"
I raised an eyebrow at him " It's "Ariana" for you "
He sighed " I thought we are already past that"
I scoffed " get lost"
He scoffed smirking and walked into a Jazz music store.
I sighed.
Suddenly a guy walked out.
He looked at me and smirked. Then he walked away.
I rolled my eyes.
Suddenly Joe, the owner of the store, rushed out.
I raised and eyebrow at him.
Joe " Aria"
I sighed and grabbed his shoulder.
Marcel's loft. Night.
I walked inside with him and saw Marcel and Nik sitting there with drinks in their hand.
Me " Look what the cat dragged in"
I smirked to them.
Marcel look at Joe and smirked.
He stood up and gave Joe a hug.
Marcel " Klaus, Joe. Joe, Klaus. Now you wanna talk Guerreras, nobody fought harder back in 1925 than Joe here. Fought so hard, he retired into retail. Been keeping the peace ever since and living right under their noses. "
Joe and Marcel sat down on the sofa across from Nik.
I sat down next to Nik but kept my distance.
Joe " yeah. Well, good news is your order came in this morning. Bad news, I got made. Your friend Davina saved my ass, but what's done is done, so pour me a drink, play me a song because it's gonna be my last."
