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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 · Fantasie
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Chapter 738: A vision that made a seasoned King nauseous.

Chapter 738: A sight that made even a seasoned King nauseous.

A Werewolf tried to ask what was going on: "Patriarch Leonidas, what is-" But his voice was cut off by the scream of pain that echoed throughout the mansion.

 

"AHHHHHHHHH! S-S-STOP!"

 

Leonidas closed his eyes. His heart felt heavy. As a Werewolf, what he had just done went against all he believed in. Wolves should stick together, but he had no choice... He was weak.

 

Leonidas clenched his fist tightly, frustration showing on his face. In this world, being weak was a sin in itself; he understood that very well. Between his entire Clan and useless grandson, he, of course, chose all his Clan.

 

But that didn't mean he wanted his grandson to suffer this kind of torture. If a Wolf had done something wrong, that Wolf must be punished by the Clan, not by an outsider.