The Bored Immortal

But before he could consciously activate his werewolf blood, his eyes had already turned a mystical blue without him even willing it. It was as if his werewolf blood activated as a self-defense mechanism, and the moment it did, he immediately felt this heavy pressure disappear, and instead, he was able to stare back at them without feeling intimidated in the slightest.

This shocked both Vara and Khal…not only because Viktor was staring back at them. But mainly because they felt every inch of their body and even their blood trembling…trembling in fear and dread.

It was as if their blood was trying to gain Viktor’s forgiveness for treating him impudently before. This feeling was no different than bloodline domination. When their bloodline gets clearly dominated and overwhelmed to the point that they wouldn’t even be able to look at the one with the superior bloodline straight in their eyes.

They only looked at Viktor’s eyes for barely a second before lowering down their gaze in terror. But they did remember how it felt like in that second when Viktor stared at them…it was as if they felt no different than a tiny ant standing before a terrifying behemoth.

This was a sense of domination they had never felt in their entire lives. They could also feel how the air around him seemed to have suddenly dropped a few degrees in temperature, enough to make their bones shiver and creak.

Their large wolf bodies instinctively cowered as they slowly began to crawl backward. Their facial expressions were twisted in pain and unease, especially since they were finding it very hard to prevent themselves from prostrating before Viktor.

If they did that, then it would be a sin and the biggest insult to their mistress. Since the only person, they should prostrate before was Talia. If they did it before someone else, then it would clearly be seen as a sign of disloyalty and betrayal.

However, this feeling was a first for them. Even if they had met a werewolf that was stronger than them, their blood still wouldn’t be thrown into disarray, and feel as if they were losing control over their bodies and minds.

This was a different level of bloodline domination they had only heard about in the ancient scriptures. They whimpered as their bodies continued to unconsciously lower despite their desperate struggles to resist the urge to do so.

Ayana couldn’t help but stare at what was going on with a slack jaw. It was as if she even forgot to breathe, unable to understand what was going on. Why were these two old dogs getting scared of this guy who didn’t even know about the supernatural world a few months ago?

However, the most shocked one was Talia, who was sitting a few meters away from Viktor and was staring at Viktor with a dazed expression, forgetting to even blink.

Her eyes were glowing with fervor as she gazed at him, especially his mystical blue eyes that seemed to make her blood lash about in excitement, especially since she had imprinted on him.

All three tails of hers were wildly dancing about in the air, and she was feeling her body getting immensely hot just by looking at him. She had never felt so…good before, especially by staring at a man like this. How could someone so handsome and strong exist?

’He must be mine…’ This thought echoed in her mind again, but this time with an indomitable sense of determination and desire. Never in her life before had she felt such a strong sense of desire or to want something for herself.

This intense hot feeling in her body was making her feel as if she had to make him hers at any cost.

However, she was no fool. She knew his bloodline was mysteriously far superior than she expected, and she surely wouldn’t stand a chance in a spar with him if her bloodline got dominated and held back her powers. But even without that factor, since she imprinted on him, she wouldn’t be able to fight him if he was in his werewolf form.

She wasn’t disappointed but even more proud and happy when she saw Vara and Khal reverting to their human forms, forcibly, just because Viktor was looking at them. She was proud and happy that her mate was so strong and powerful.

She was already dreaming about him dominating entire worlds and realms along with her and finally having a beautiful baby as their child, which would grow up to be just as powerful as the father or perhaps even more. And then all of them would live a ‘happily ever after’ life together.

Viktor didn’t know whether he should be astonished or not upon seeing these two old wolves cowering before him like this and slowly transforming back into their human selves, despite their desperate resistance.

Their bodies shrunk back to human size along with their metal armor pieces that grew smaller in size till they covered only their private parts just like before. However, the two were now kneeling on the ground with a dazed and pale expression, feeling as if all the strength was sapped from their bodies and couldn’t even form coherent thoughts.

Viktor could snap the necks of these two if he wanted to, especially since they were in their most vulnerable state. However, he wasn’t here to kill any of them, especially since they only agreed for a spar and not a battle to the death. But right now, he was thinking about the specialty of his mysterious bloodline.

All he did was test Nyissa’s theory about his bloodline possibly being superior to Talia’s, especially since she didn’t dare to assert her will on him during the night. And that meant that she was wary about her bloodline getting dominated by his.

”Aya~…Honey, I knew it…you may not be the strongest werewolf yet, but your bloodline is far more superior than any I have ever seen. As expected of my mate, hehe~,” Talia slowly walked towards Viktor as she spoke in a honeyed voice while her huge werewolf body began to transform back into her human form in an illusory way, her body turning into embers before they coalesced together to form a whole human body standing tall at 180cms.

However, her appearance surprised Viktor since she looked nothing like the Talia he was seeing all these days!