Valion led them in through the steel reinforced back door of his club. It was quiet and dark inside, being shut at this time of day.
“What is it with vampires and demons owning nightclubs?” Adler muttered under his breath.
Valion chuckled. “They are dark, secretive places where humans come to unwind, relax and lower their inhibitions…seldom ask questions of beautiful people and so are fair game.”
“So they’re like restaurants to you?” Adler quipped with a sour tone.
Valion merely shrugged. “I suppose so…if you want to be crass about it.”
He led them to the staircase that Jesse remembered, seeing it made her jolt to a standstill and tense up. Adler looked at her concerned. “What’s wrong?”
Valion’s eyes pierced the relative darkness as his gaze fell on Jesse. “I admit the last time she
