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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 · Fantaisie
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Chapter 737: I'm not like him; I'm worse.

Chapter 737: I'm not like him; I'm worse.

A few minutes ago, before the proclamation of the King of The Werewolves and Adam running towards Victor.

 

Leonidas Uruky was an old man, over 1000 years old. He had been through a lot in his life. The proof of this were the scars on his body that, even with the superior body of a Werewolf, had not yet been healed.

 

Measuring over 190CM with a big muscular body, no one would look at him and see an 'old man'. On the contrary, he still looked like he was in the prime of his life. That was the Patriarch's privilege. After all, everyone in his family were his 'Betas'. Even if they were born Alphas, they were still his Betas, and these numbers gave him strength.