Danger
Stefan followed Margo into her office. She sat behind her desk, and he took a seat in front of it. There was a newly opened bottle of blood wine she had intended to share with Cora on her desk. She poured a glass for herself and Stefan instead.
"What brings you by?" Margo asked after they both had a drink.
Stefan swirled the wine around the glass before taking a large gulp. "I heard you were back and needed to talk to you about the feeders."
Stefan had overseen the feeder den for the Atlas clan for nearly the last two centuries. This meant he oversaw almost all turns outside of mates as well. Stefan was not sentimental in the slightest which made him a good candidate for dealing with feeders that had outlived their usefulness.