Asher parked his car in the driveway of the Mikaelson mansion and waited for a while, trying once again to call Hayley without getting an answer just like he expected. She had to be back from New Orleans, after all. She was supposed to, at least. Since she never answered his – numerous – texts, he was worried, which meant that the hybrid had been driving around Mystic Falls for a couple of hours now hoping to find her. The Mikaelson’s mansion was the last place she could be at – or at least he thought so – and he got out of the car, walking to the door. He didn’t bother to knock, and simply opened the door. “Where the hell is Hayley?” His question was loud, and he sounded angry but also nervous. He noticed another man in the room, a werewolf, and frowned, curious to know who he was and what he was doing here. “Who are you?”
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