Ivy’s POV
Learning that Vlad’s sire, and I guess my grandsire, or whatever I should call him, had taken it upon himself to take out most of my ancestors was quite a shock. I dealt with it by throwing myself into sorting out all the stuff in Malik’s secret room and trying to learn as much about my family history as I could. Vlad had been a bit distant the past week while working with Patrick and Raven, beefing up our security around the mansion, and it helped keep the loneliness at bay. He had become obsessed with our safety, especially now that he learned of Malik and then Akio’s involvement in the faction that wanted me and our baby dead. He was driving me crazy with his overprotectiveness.
I was under house arrest, or I guess you could call it mansion arrest, and even inside of the man
