Who Does Elena End Up With In Vampire Diaries Books の小説・ストーリー

I can't bear to think that he was killed that way while his killer is probably enjoying her normal life somewhere. "That was how their story ended. Elena got furious about his mate's death and thought about vengeance. She knew she can't defeat the enemies alone as a human no matter how strong she was, so as a solution, she seeked help from a vampire. It was Lucius, the one she married." Lucius… the name doesn't ring a bell so I grew confused. "You told me my Grandma Elizabeth was just a half vampire. If Elena and Lucius were already vampires when they got married, then does that suppose to make their daughter a pure blooded vampire?"

I forced my chin up, meeting his dead gaze. "I, Alpha Kaelen of the Northern Court," he stated, each word cutting through me like a knife, "do not accept the trickery of the moon. I reject you, Elena of the Crescent Pack, as my mate and future Luna." The room collectively drew in a sharp breath.

She stood, bowed deeply, and rushed out to execute the orders. Elena turned back to the map, her fingers tightening around the edge of the oak table until the wood groaned under her newfound strength. Damon Mikaelson had tried to make her a sacrifice to save his throne. Now, she was going to take everything he had ever loved, piece by piece, until he was left with nothing but the mud he had thrown her into.

“Blink twice if you need help, Aaron” Elara forced herself to stop reading. But then another post appeared. This one had a photo attached. Aaron. And Elena. Leaving a nightclub. His arm around her waist. Her head leaning toward his shoulder. The caption read: “Blackwood heir celebrates wedding night… with Super Model and influencer Elena Vance. They had both been seen several times in the past together sparking dating rumors and it seems that they are still both in love even after Aaron's sham marriage.” Elara felt something break inside her.

"If you’re miserable, then my night is finally starting to look up." "Hit me if it makes you feel better! Do whatever you want, but don't leave me like this!" I was beside myself. I started pushing him, hitting him to make him let go. "Let me go! You’re creepy!" "Elena, open your eyes! Damon Lambert is never going to marry you! He’s closing an alliance with the de Rohans right now—he’s just using you for fun before he settles down! You didn't know? He’s about to announce his engagement!"

“I have information about your mate’s background. You’re not going to like it.” I lean back in my chair, every muscle in my body coiling tight. “Tell me.” Leon moves closer to my desk, his hands clasped behind his back. “I’ve been investigating the Silver Stone Pack’s records, trying to piece together Elara’s family history.” “And?” “Her mother, Elena, was the daughter of the previous alpha. She was supposed to marry Magnus Blackwood in an arranged union to solidify his position in the pack.” Leon’s jaw tightens. “She refused. Instead, she eloped with a rogue shifter.”

In the dimly lit chamber, Alpha Ralph stood before the fireplace, the flames casting long, flickering shadows across his sharp features. His eyes were cold and calculating as he read the latest report brought to him by one of his spies, Damien had successfully completed the mating ceremony with Elena, binding her to him and making her Luna of the pack.

“Scarlett... she’s mated to Alpha Damon of the Crescent Pack, and he might be the one who killed him.” The color drained from Elena’s face. She staggered backward, gripping the edge of a table for support. “What? That’s... that’s impossible. The Crescent Pack? Damon?” Her voice cracked with hysteria. “No, no, no. This can’t be happening. Go back. You have to go back and make her come!” I shook my head wearily. “You don’t understand. She’s his mate, Elena. Her second chance mate. Even if I wanted to force her, which I don’t, I couldn’t. The Crescent Pack would declare war.”

Her curiosity sparked more as she questioned her, " Then..how did you marry someone else? I heard that werewolves can only marry their mates." Elena's smile faded away as the bitter memories swept pass her mind. Elena turned around to look at Isabella who had her eyes on her in deep curiosity. Elena pursued her lips together to speak bitterly, " Because Vincent asked me to marry someone else." Isabella's mouth agaped in disbelief. She looked up at Elena sorrowfully. Even just imagining the amount of pain that Elena endured in these years had made her eyes teary.

Her pale, flawless fingers brushed against Maya's warm palm. Maya gasped softly at the sudden shock of the cold, her fingers instinctively curling around Elena’s icy hand. At that exact moment, a jolt of pure electricity seemed to snap between them, leaving both of them completely breathless. "Elena," the vampire whispered, her dark eyes flashing with a dangerous, helpless devotion. "My name is Elena."