Blood Coven #1

King Cain smiled, walking thru the hall that lead to Blood, the club he owned, the scent of humans and the like heavy on the air.. the music dark, gothic, and resounding off the walls. He smiles, a predator in the midst of sheep. Walking in, people part, his crown on his head, black thorned vines, and blood red stones, glittering in the club strobe lights. Sniffing the air.. hungry for something warm. Something smells divine...