A Questioning

[Arissa’s POV]

"Come along." I growled, motioning for Stefan and Catori to bring the bastard elder along. "This isn’t the proper place for this."

Nodding, the two men followed. Neither bothered asking me what I was up to as we made our way down the hall. Granted, I was pretty sure that they knew what I was up to anyway.

Feeling my blood begin to pump, I beelined for the torture chamber that Ivan had reserved for the war criminals. In my opinion elder Theodore was no better than them.

"Do you know what you’re doing?" Elder Theodore demanded when I began to clamp cuffs around his wrists and ankles. "I’m an elder!"

"You could be the fucking moon goddess herself and I wouldn’t care." I smirked. "It won’t save you from receiving your retribution."

"Close the door!" I called over my shoulder. "I don’t want anyone to overhear what is about to happen here."

"No, you can’t!"

"I can," I countered, pulling a pair of clamps out of the tool drawer Ivan had set up. "And I will." I beamed. "You, eld