For a moment, when they first got to the Crimson Cathedral, Sand thought he wouldn’t be allowed inside. The two vampires manning the door bristled when they saw him. Then one of them sent a young vampire off with orders to ask ‘Thorin’ if they should let ‘the damned werewolf’ in. Thankfully, the doorman spoke so quietly that only someone with supernatural hearing would have heard what he said.
Whoever Thorin was, and Sand figured he had to be the club’s owner, or at least the manager, he must have decided a lone werewolf would be no threat. The young vampire returned to say it was okay. It was all done quickly enough that the doormen were able to check the IDs of the rest of the group, and then Sand’s, with no perceptible pause that might raise questions in the minds of the others.
Once
