The neighborhood was crowded. A buffet open for business. Cain stood in the shadows of the tree line watching people come and go. He needed to feed. His next meal was walking down the side walk straight to him in a red dress. Tall. Dark curly hair. Positively looked delicious.
Anna fumbled with her purse trying to find her keys. She had a little too much to drink but needed to call it a night if she was going to function tomorrow. Cain laughed to himself. Humans were such an easy prey.
Quietly he walked up to her slowly. “Do you need…help?”
“Oh. No. Thank you.” Digging to the bottom of her purse, she continued fishing for her keys.
Cain reached out to touch her soft, exposed skin. “Got them!” Turning around in response to his icy cold touch, Anna took a step back recoiling, pinning her
