Warren
For years, those damn shifters have treated us as if we were an inferior race. As king of the vampires, it was my duty to regain my position.
I needed to be able to defeat them and come out of hiding. I couldn't bear to spend one more night hiding in the darkness with my men.
While I was thinking about that, I noticed the scent of my first general. As a vampire, my ability was to be able to smell blood from a distance, not only that, but I could also sense the heavy aura of people.
"Pass" I said from the huge pointed iron throne in the hall.
I heard a soft sigh before the huge door opened. My first general approached and bowed to me.
"Your royal highness" said the man lowering his gaze.
"Tell me, Dell, have you found the b***h?" I asked in a deep voice as I took a sip
