[ BOOK THREE ]
Ryan Mikaelson has spent his entire life hearing stories about his family and their past. The infamous Original family. The villains of the supernatural world. His world. But now, it's his turn to make his own mark.
Now a student at...
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CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
Kai Parker Screwed Us
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THEY WERE IN a Prison World. An actual Prison World. Ryan wanted to say that he was surprised by the revelation, but after recent events, he found that his usual shock failed to surface. Of course he would find himself banished to a magical, alternate dimension by his sister's evil roommate.
In all honesty, Ryan should have expected something to go wrong. He and his friends were like the poster children for Murphy's Law. Nothing ever seemed to go their way. Why would the creation of a new Prison World be any different?
Ryan blew out a breath, lowering himself to sit on the small variation in the floor. His forearms came to rest on his jean clad knees as he listened to Lizzie berate her father about the sudden reappearance of Sebastian. He wanted to know how the centuries old vampire ended up in the twins' murderous uncle's Prison World as much as she did. After all, they believed Sebastian decided to leave the school of his own free will. Turns out, that might not be the case.
"You lied to me?" Lizzie exclaimed after her father, who moved toward a makeshift bar setup behind one of the two couches in the room. "You told me that Sebastian chose to leave the school."
"I said he made his choice," Alaric replied, grabbing a liquor bottle filled with a dark liquid. He poured it into a glass and lifted it into his hand. "He refused to respect our rules." He took a drink of his alcoholic beverage.
Lizzie gaped at her father in disbelief. "So you sent him here?"
"He had help."
Ryan looked to where Sebastian claimed a chair a few feet away. The vampire lounged on the cushions with an unbothered expression on his pale features. Ryan's brows creased when an uneasy feeling settled in his stomach. A feeling that told him not to trust the immortal.
"There was a witch who did the spell," Sebastian revealed to Ryan and the Saltzman twins. "Dark hair, kind eyes. Amazing accent."
Ryan sighed. He knew exactly who helped Alaric.
"Emma," Josie answered for the Mikaelson boy.
Betrayal consumed Lizzie. "How could you, Dad?" she shouted.
Alaric's flat stare did not falter as he set his drink onto the bar. "You can yell at me after we arm ourselves," he stated, moving around his daughters.
Josie's confusion deepened. "Dad, why do we need weapons so bad?"
Alaric stopped and turned back to the twins. "All you need to know is that we're in danger, and we need to find a way out, now."
