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Life was certainly more complicated when your supposed soulmate wants to sacrifice either you or your sister to his would-be werewolf-vampire hybrid half-brother.
Alyssandra bit her lower lip, removing her shower cap. It's been a few days since Elijah had explained to them his plan on killing Klaus. Alyssandra's mind was still churning over his revelation, and the rest of that year's crazy events slowly began to fall together like pieces in a puzzle.
It was a different game now, although she couldn't help but feel sour that Katherine hadn't told them that one of them had to 'temporarily' die before Klaus could be killed. How was she even supposed to explain all of that to Jenna? To Jeremy?
The older doppelgänger's words came back to mind, Katherine believed that they'd be in more danger with the more they knew. Both age-old vampires wanted them to stay put and do nothing, when in reality, Aly and Elena knew nothing of what was going on outside of the two of them so there wasn't much that they could do anyway.
She angrily fell back on her bed, glaring at her ceiling. There was still the question of which one of the twins was going to partake in the ritual, Elijah still had to find a way to make sure whoever did wasn't going to permanently die. He mentioned a potion that might resuscitate them after death, but even he was adamant on letting them take it.
She glanced towards the desk near her bed. There was a piece of paper lying there, one that Elijah left. It was his phone number, and he had told her to contact him whenever 'something dangerous' happened. She plopped herself back up and grabbed both.
Alyssandra knew that if it came down to either her, her sister, or Jeremy, she'd give herself away in a heartbeat.
She paused, her rather long message halfway in the making when a black velvet box caught her eye. It sat innocently on her desk, wrapped in a pretty white ribbon. There was a single rose resting at the top of the box, along with what looked like a jewelry casket, and a card.
Tonight.
7:oo pm
The Lockwood Estate.
E.
In truth, Aly had almost forgotten about the little gathering Carol Lockwood told her about a week before, so she was surprised upon seeing that inside the box was a blue charmeuse cocktail dress, an off-shoulder hemmed with lace. She let her hand run through the fabric, awed by how nice it felt. Aly opened the smaller box much more delicately, curious on what else he gave. She couldn't help but gasp at the adorned jewelry inside; a beautiful silver necklace, with a little compass star hanging at the end.
