Danger!

David frowned deeply as he pondered on the topic.

If he continued to suppress his urge for human blood, there was no saying when the urge would be too much and would suddenly explode just as the werewolf had done.

"How troublesome." David muttered to himself and he washed himself up with and got dressed with the cloth he assumed Red Thorn had placed on the ground for him.

As he exited the room, he noticed the place was oddly silent, a total contrast from how noisy it had being last night.

As soon a David exited the hallway and walked into the bar, he saw a middle aged man in an putting in an apron and cooking at one corner of the bar.

And from the pleasant smell David was perceiving, it smelled like bacon and it seemed really good.

As David was engrossed in the scent, the man seemed to have noticed that someone was staring at him and glanced backwards at David.