"He's in desperate need of a lesson in manners. Speaking of manners, where are mine? Forgive me. I'm Sonja."
Surprise flickers across her face for a split second before sheโs able to school it into a mask of careful neutrality.
โSonjaโฆMichael told me you were dead.โ
Viktor had done well to erase the princess from official Coven history, but as she stares at her sister โ for all intents and purposes โ Selene cannot deny the resemblance between the two. Reminded Viktor of his daughter, indeed.
โMichael? Yes, he does. I suppose itโs the humanity he clings so desperately to.โ Her eyes narrow in suspicion. โHow do you know him? We arenโt exactly easy to find.โ

















