Chapter 102 In Trouble

TIMERANTE'S POV

My hatred of vampires, or rather, the hatred of werewolves towards vampires, was innate.

Unless a high wall appeared in this world that could permanently separate our two races, or one side was completely killed by the other, this war was unlikely to stop until the Earth was destroyed.

I tried to put myself in Faye's shoes and imagine that one day I was suddenly told that I was not just a werewolf, but also had a vampire bloodline sleeping in my body.

The feeling of "I have become my most hated enemy" would probably make me kill all the vampires immediately and then commit suicide.

I dared say that this world could accommodate all kinds of people, but there was no place for half-werewolves and half-vampires.

If this didn't happen to Faye, but to any stranger werewolf, I was afraid I would have killed her directly. Even if I tolerated her repeatedly, I could only expel her.

And this was still The Dark Pack, my attitude.