Chapter 43 A Battle
- [Vance’s POV]
- I slowly begin to move, making my way through the club while keeping my gaze fixed on the fae man that is heading toward the bar. When he takes a seat, I take the one beside him and wait as the bartender makes his way over to me.
- “What’ll it be?” He asks, eyeing me curiously. “If it involves blood, I have to admit that we are fresh out.”