C5 (1/2)

Rebecca turned around and saw a handsome face with a soft and elegant man wearing a black suit that wrapped around his slender body. Elijah was lazily sitting beside her with warm ripples in his eyes.

Elijah, their brother, had been their favorite ever since he was a child.

He and Klaus were a complete joke of God.

One was gentle, one was tyrannical, one was kind, one was evil, one was noble, and one was rude.

As soon as Klaus' face flashed through Rebecca's mind, she turned her head in disgust. She really hated that half-breed brother. She immediately looked at Elijah, wanting to wash her eyes.

Elijah's movements were immaculately elegant, his dark hair pulled down over his head, his deep eyes watching people as if they could suck you in, the corners of his mouth always a smile of propriety and his eyes shining.

Looking at Elijah, Rebecca was already suspicious of Klaus's existence. Although it was a similar educational environment, a beast like that was even more popular than her noble and elegant Elijah's elder brother on certain occasions. Did those mad beehive women get their eyes eaten by dogs?

Thinking about the trace of fierce ridicule on Rebecca's delicate face, that damnable Klaus, to some extent, could only choose to indulge in the festivities of the fallen.

Elijah had a family crest around his neck, and his pale face seemed to notice Rebecca's mood. He turned, his silver texture swaying on the edge of his collarbone, and smiled softly at his lovely little sister.

”What's wrong? My dear sister, do you miss Klaus too? ”

”Elijah, this joke is even more ridiculous than if you told me that Klaus was killed.”

Her coldness made Elijah sigh and shake his head, and then his brother closed his deep blue eyes, as if he had withdrawn an elegant violet.

They all had a kind of understated elegance to them.

Elijah, Klaus, Rebecca, they were all vampires — ancestral vampires.

However, compared to ordinary vampires, their bodies, speed, and strength were all much more terrifying.