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My Three Wives Are Beautiful Vampires.

Victor was a normal 21-year-old man, he grew up in a loving family that helped him take care of himself knowing that he had a practically incurable disease, the RH null blood, he was the owner of a rare blood type... But what Victor didn't know, is that this blood type was a delicacy in the supernatural world, creatures that fed on blood loved his blood type... And that blood he hated would be the factor that would make Victor the greatest vampire of all time. ........................... [A/N: The cover is mine, it's original.] This novel is being edited by: IsUnavailable, And Davo 2138. If you want to support me so that I can pay artists to illustrate the characters in my novel, visit my Patreon: patreon.com/VictorWeismann More characters images in: https://discord.gg/4FETZAf

Victor_Weismann · Fantasy
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Chapter 547: A New Faction. 2

Chapter 547: A New Faction.2

  "N-No, you're imagining things." The two said at the same time.

'How did she know!? What a frightening instinct.'

"Hmm..." Scathach didn't buy that excuse.

Edward continued the subject to get everyone's attention:

"Continuing, the life expectancy of an Alpha Werewolf is 1000 years, increasing with strength. Volk is the King of every Werewolf. Everyone in Samar is part of his pack, and that alone gives him an insane strength boost."

"But even with that much boost in strength, a Werewolf's lifespan is 3000 years."

"And Volk is not exempt from that."

"He shouldn't be more than 3000 years old, but… He was Blessed."

"By The Beast of Ragnarok, Fenrir." Scathach spoke.