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When morning came, I took a cold shower. I quickly got dressed, put on my makeup, combed my hair and went downstairs. As I was leaving the house, I bumped into something, and when I raised my head, I felt my heart racing again.

It was him... Klaus.

He flashed his perfect ironic smile as always, those gorgeous dimples showing in his cheeks.

"Where did you get ready?" he asked. I just scowled and tried to pass him but he blocked my way. Now he looked a little annoyed.

"It's none of your business, Klaus. Please, go away," I replied nonchalantly, but very carefully.

Klaus probably wasn't expecting this look from me, but he didn't seem surprised. Or at least not betrayed.

He smiled ironically again.

"Maybe you've already thought about it?" he asked.

"About what?" I answered the question with a question.

"Yesterday you said you needed to think. I gave you the night to twist your brain." Klaus rolled his eyes and waved his hand in the air dramatically.

"I didn't know you only gave me the night. You didn't say that."

"You should have figured it out yourself. If you know me well, you know that I have no patience for such things," he snapped and grabbed my elbow.

"Well, I guess it's not my problem," I muttered, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Appreciate the fact that I am in a good mood for the second day in a row. Don't spoil it."

For a while I stood as if petrified and looked at Klaus, the next second I breathed in and out impatiently.

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2001s

I had been following Klaus's every move for two months and knew that he was traveling around the United States in search of werewolf packs. He knew full well that Elena Gilbert did not die during the sacrifice, so he came up with the idea of ​​creating his own army of hybrids. If he finds enough werewolves, he will be able to do this with my dopplegänger's blood.

I knew this plan of his from the day I found out he was half vampire, half werewolf, because he told me everything while he was holding me captive.

I also knew that he took Stefan with him everywhere. After all, he had to somehow secure his back, and a vampire who is not characterized by self-control and is famous all over the world as the Monterey Ripper, was at least as convenient for Klaus.

I rarely showed up in Mystic Falls, but for that, by sneaking around corners and pretending to be Elena from time to time, I passed information to Klaus through other people. Of course, I couldn't be obvious to Klaus either, so that Stefan wouldn't tell Elena and her friends that I was Klaus's spy.

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