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CHAPTER FOUR | A WALK ON THE WILD SIDE
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AS ELIJAH STROLLED INTO THE COURTYARD AFTER SPENDING COUNTLESS HOURS AT THE GYM, HIS EYES DARTED TO RILEY. The strawberry-blonde vampire stepped into the view the minute she heard his entrance into the courtyard, and held the small calling card that had previously been delivered. It was clear, just by the look on his face, that Elijah was intrigued by the card in question.
"What is that?" He asked with an inquisitive gaze once Riley had strolled closer to him.
"An invitation— for you." The vampire vaguely responded and noticed the confusion on his face did not disappear. With a sigh, she began to read the contents of the invitation to Elijah. "I do hope that you can come, old chum. Signed, guess who?"
"Tristan." Knowing exactly who the invitation was from, Elijah let a frustrated sigh escape his lips. "When did this arrive?"
"This morning. Some compelled tourist handed it to Hayley, so as you can expect, she's full of questions."
"This is nothing you need to be concerned about." Elijah's face fell as he tried to step past the vampire, though she sped in his way once again. "Riley."
"You should really learn to stop pushing me away. We're together." The vampire's tone was stern which caused Elijah to relent. "And, I suppose I should really find a dress to wear. Since—"
"—No." He snapped.
"Huh. That sounds like you're arguing with me, again. You're obviously planning on going to this freaky ball, so I'm coming, too." Riley turned on her heels and headed toward the staircase. After strutting up the first few, she turned back toward him again. "You've got two options— You can either let me be your date, or I'll see if Tristan will save me a dance."
"The first option suits me perfectly."
"I thought as much." Riley mused. Elijah couldn't help but scoff at Riley's desire to be at his side so much so that she would even consider a dance with their current enemy.
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If Riley knew one thing about the Mikaelsons, it was that every event they were invited to was lavish. The Strix party was a far cry for any Mystic Falls event that the female had ever attended. Her eyes cast around the ball room, noticing the burlesque dancers performing whilst the rest of the guests were wearing gowns and suits and masquerade masks covering their identities.
"This is one hell of a party." Riley whispered toward to Elijah. The pair made their entrance, her arm looped around his as she strode forward wearing a beautiful emerald green gown. The further they walked into the estate, the more eyes fell to them. "They're all staring at you."
