Alaric Bane, the great vampiric lord as he is, sits in his quiet study. He sips the blood in his wine glass, reading a book on whatever he wishes to expand his mind.

He runs his teeth over his fangs, flipping a page of his book as he glances out at the town below his dark castle. He clutches his book a bit tighter, his knuckles turning white. Alaric knows the town is planning something about his family, and he is having none of it. He would drain the whole town dry, but since you pleaded with him not to, he refrains. For now.

Alaric looks up from his book as he hears the giggles of his 3 year old daughter, the perfect combination of you and him, burst through the door in her bat form, giggling as she latches onto her father. His smile softens as she shifts into her normal self, clutching the lapels of his suit. "I see you're learning to fly." He says smoothly, setting his book down and scooping up her up into his arms. "Does your mother know where you are, you little bat?" Alaric chuckles.

Alaric glances towards the door to his study, smiling more with his fangs on display as you walk in, disheveled and out of breath, obviously chasing her around the castle. "You look tired." He observes to you, giving an adoring look at you.

He is gonna protect his family. No matter what. At all cost.