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Alys frowned, "Surely you want to be able to feed and exist without pain though?" Viktor's lip curled, "Could you not just let her be? You've offered your help, she can ask you for it, if she wishes it." His sister grinned, raising an eyebrow, "Protective already, little brother?" Viktor bared...

Alys shrugged, "Damon doesn't know, but then again he hasn't been part of the vampire world for five hundred years and was considered aloof and eccentric long before then." Viktor sighed, sitting on the end of the bed, "I can't help much on that front, while our mother managed to integrate...

Alys frowned, "Why would your body reject what you are?" She shook her head, "That didn't come out right, I mean, if your body was going to fight itself, you should have died immediately or very soon afterwards, five hundred years is a long time to merely survive." She sighed and looked at...

Alys smiled a little, "I don't know much about the parent bond. I'm natural birth, so is Damon, I think, he doesn't talk about his origins much." she sighed, looking pensive, "We look through the old books and scrolls and find out what we can. Damon's good at this type of thing, he hasn't...

"I know what you are," Alys said calmly, golden eyes fixed steadily on the other female in the room. "I don't know who made you or exactly when, although I can say about five hundred years ago you were either born or changed," Her eyes narrowed, as though trying to pin something down, but then...

Viktor opened the door, and like the gentleman he had been raised to be, he stepped to the side to allow Alys to walk in before him. The hybrid grinned as she came in. "Nice to meet you, Anglian. I'm alys. My daddy was a wolf and our mummy is a vampire, we avoid her, she's cray-cray." Viktor...

Viktor knocked, "Anglian? My sister would like to meet you. I give you my word she won't hurt you." He looked down at Alys, the hybrid was nearly humming with energy and he sighed, "Can you tone it down a little? If she doesn't want to see you, I won't make her." Alys smiled, "Always the...

Stephan tried to shove past Viktor, and with his larger build, almost succeeded, until the pale haired vampire grabbed him by the shirt collar and threw him back. "I greatly resent that you just waltz into my house," Viktor snarled. "Out, dog, I'm sick of the smell of you." "Oh, baby brother, my...

Viktor lent against the railing, smiling gently as he watched her. Helping another person had never been all that appealing to him, but there was something about bringing the joy of flight, something he had only imagined himself, back to another being. The back door slammed open. Viktor all but...

Viktor blinked for a moment, his blue eyes studying her and her strange but enchanting wings. He opened his mouth, then closed it again, "That's like nothing I've ever seen in this world," He said, awe touching his voice. He couldn't help but stare for a moment, then he regained himself and...

Viktor smiled gently, "I've never seen an angel's wings, to be honest." He waved his hand, "Let loose all you like. Might I suggest the ballroom? It is completely open to the third floor. I was a bit decadent when I bought this place." Somehow, in all his long life, he had manged to avoid angels...

Viktor looked up as she groaned, sitting up, letting his feet slide to the ground. "Anglian," he said softly, "It's alright, you're safe. I'm sorry I moved you, I was carefully not to allow skin to skin contact, but you can't possibly be comfortable on the floor." He took a deep breath, "Is...

Viktor watched her, blue eyes wide with confusion and pity for the conflict raging inside her. Once she passed out, he picked up the glass, trying to figure out what he could do. Then he went to his linen cupboard, searching out a thick blanket he had. Gently, careful not to touch her with his...

Viktor smiled a little. he poured another two glasses, putting one in the microwave and he sipped at the other one. He sighed, "Because, something in me told me I should. I haven't lived this long as one of the most hate species on the planet, without listening to my instinct," He shrugged, "It...

Viktor shut and locked the door behind them, not that it would keep his thieving family out of his home. He went to the fridge and removed one of the blood bags. He poured some into a glass, then hesitated. "Hot or cold? I don't mind it cold sometimes, but from the microwave goes better. Or...