Morning fell around Mystic Falls and Alaric was sitting at his desk in his old classroom, with his feet propped up on the desk. He twirled the white oak stake in his
hands as he looked at Carter, who was tied to a chair, unconscious, with dried blood caked on her skin. He took his feet off the desk then leaned forward and looked at the stake. He turned to look out the door but no one was there, so he stood up and
walked toward the huntress.
The newly created Original grabbed her face gently in his hands. "Wakey wakey, CJ She groaned lowly and rolled her head to the side. He chuckled before taking her vervain amulet from her neck and slipping a brand new Gilbert ring on her left middle
finger, "I had this made just for you. It's exactly the same as the others but it's yours."
Soon, her
