Mar 15
Stolen progeny stands before him. Her gaze upon him is nearly as intense as his to hers. Stubborn. Standoffish. Spoiled.
Selene is a product of his tutelage. Perhaps, Viktor may deign to admit, that it is his fault she gets away with more than she should. It matters not that her visage resembles that of his Sonja. No, never that.
"I will not be questioned, @lyc4nhunt. Craven will oversee the coven while I slumber. You will obey." His scowl deepens, his fangs digging into the flesh of his lip. His eyes narrow as if to pin her to the ground where she stands. This is not a suggestion, and he dares her to challenge it as such.