Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Hubson suddenly roared hysterically, which startled me. I had never seen him lose control like this before.

And the person he was talking about piqued my curiosity.

He seemed to be talking about someone related to him by b***d..

Suddenly, I recaNed the skull-headed vampire, Lee, from the amusement park.

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After I thought about it carefully, I figured my guess was right. He was the only vampire who had come into close contact with me; not only did he spill his tainted b***d on me, but he even used my body for experiments in an attempt to take control of me.

And perhaps most importantly, the runes he drew were the same as Hubson’s.

It seemed that Lee had a similar power to Hubson, although the latter was much more powerful.

Lee had bitten me and sucked my b***d. I was on the verge of being turned, but fortunately, Rufus saved me in time. Otherwise, I’d probably be the lowest-ranking slave of the vampires by now.

I still shuddered at the thought of three different forces raging inside of me.

It had turned me into a stupid girl who did some foolish things, albeit briefly.

Was it because Lee bit me that I was able to resist Hubson’s powers? Otherwise, why was Hubson so. angry?

1 sneered in secret. It seemed that some good came out of my previous suffering.

Hubson was still losing his mind, refusing to accept reality as though it was too humiliating. He buried his head in his hands and roared, “A worthless half-b***d loser! How dare he possess my bloodline? I should’ve strangled him the day he was born!”

Noreen broke into a smirk and began to gloat. “What’s wrong with having mixed b***d? It’s so much stronger than pure b***d.”

“Shut up, Noreen! Mixed b***d is the greatest shame for any family! Mixed-bloods are the lowest of the low. They don’t have the right to call themselves vampires!”

Even until now, Hubson still acted lofty and elitist, believing that a pure lineage was superior to everything else.

“Those mixed-b***d bastards are just as bad as rats in a godforsaken sewer. To be alive is already a privilege for garbage like them. Yet he actually thought he could restrain me with my own bloodline? How foolish!” Hubson was practically delirious at this point, saliva spewing as he shouted. I didn’t fully understand what he said, but I could guess that Lee was his illegitimate child and that only a few people knew about it.

“He has been hiding all these years! This whole time, I thought he had already died at the hands of a pureblood. I never thought he’d do this!”

Even the arrogant Noreen couldn’t stand his ramblings anymore. “Enough with the pureblood supremacy. You only have yourself to blame for not controlling your dirty desires! You old bastard, you’ve lived for hundreds of years yet you’re still so narrow-minded. It’s ridiculous!”

“You know nothing, you old hag! My family has suffered a lot thanks to those bastard hybrids. I swear I’ll capture that son of a bitch! I’ll f*****g crucify him!”

Hubson roared like a madman.

Noreen rolled her eyes and chuckled arrogantly. “Hubson, you haven’t changed at all. You’re still so stubborn and ridiculous.”

Even I had to admit that Noreen was right; Hubson was being ridiculous. It turned out that vampires placed even more importance on a pure lineage than werewolves. Their strict hierarchical system had likely caused the demise of many vampires.

And it was likely because of this that the vampire community had always suffered from internal strife, with constant conflicts among various clans. Thus, despite the vampires occupying large territories, their population only dwindled.

I had no interest in listening to Hubson’s nonsense any longer. Taking advantage of his loss of composure, I quietly activated the power within me and struck him while he was distracted.