My Three Wives Are Beautiful Vampires

Chapter 765: A walk that turned into a date somehow.

"So, you're just going to tell me that nothing happened?" Maya asked, curious.

"It's confidential, Maya, Haven't you heard that curiosity killed the cat?" Victor smiled teasingly.

"Hmm~, luckily, I'm a Wolf, so I'm fine, Now tell me what you were talking about. You even created a portal to Hell in the middle of the City!" Maya insisted.

Victor smiled slightly at Maya's anxious expression, only to disappoint her by saying, "It's a secret."

"Oh, come on, Victor! You can't do this to me!" Maya exclaimed, frustrated.

"Yes, I can," Victor calmly replied.

The two continued playfully as they explored various points of interest that Maya found fascinating enough to show. They passed by a fascinating array of shops, each with its own unique atmosphere.

One of the shops they visited specialized in Medieval Weapons. Upon entering, Victor was immediately engulfed by the distinct smell of leather and steel. The walls were adorned with ornate shields and magnificently crafted swords, each telling its own story of times past. Victor felt tempted to pick up a sword in his hands, appreciating the weight and perfect balance of the weapon.

Another shop that caught their attention was an Exotic Curiosities Boutique. The environment was filled with intriguing items, from exotic jewelry to Mystical Artifacts from distant lands. Each shelf showcased unique treasures, such as enchanted amulets, bottles of mysterious potions, and hand-carved statues of Ancient Deities. Victor felt as if he had entered a world of unknown wonders, captivated by the aura of Mystery and Magic.

There was also an antique shop with carefully arranged vintage furniture and objects. Victor and Maya marveled at the elegance and charm of the antique pieces, such as pocket watches, crystal chandeliers, gilded mirrors, and intricately carved furniture. Each item seemed to hold a unique story, a whisper from the past, inviting them to imagine the lives and events they had witnessed.

Victor and Maya were transported to different worlds with each new establishment as they continued their journey through the shops. They were immersed in the distinct atmospheres and enchanted by the wonders they found around every corner.

For Maya, everything felt nostalgic, but for Victor, everything seemed new. After all, he had only seen these things through the memories of others; he had never experienced them personally.

Maya noticed that no one around paid attention to them as they walked. Only when they initiated a conversation did the Werewolves seem to notice their existence. It was as if they were there, yet not simultaneously.

The same had happened earlier when Victor opened a portal to Hell in the middle of the City; no one seemed to have noticed the imminent danger.

Maya attributed this strangeness to Victor himself and his vast arsenal of mysterious Powers. The feeling of walking through the City without anyone pointing fingers at her or whispering things about her was quite enjoyable. She never thought she would miss this privacy that she had long lost due to being someone very famous.

Throughout the journey, Maya never felt a single hint of boredom. Victor's genuine reactions to each new discovery were like music to her ears and a joy to her eyes. Observing the emotions that passed through him up close became a personal pleasure for Maya, a source of renewed enthusiasm.

She dragged him from store to store, eager to share every place she found interesting with him. Her eyes sparkled with anticipation as she awaited his reaction, as if his happiness was directly proportional to her own satisfaction. Maya was determined to create unique and special memories, and each new discovery became an opportunity to strengthen their connection and share her passion for the fascinating details of the world around them.

As they walked through the aisles and admired the shop windows, Maya observed every expression of surprise, wonder, and enchantment that adorned Victor's face. With each genuine smile that lit up his face, she felt an inner joy that overflowed. It was as if his contagious happiness nourished her own spirit.

Their complicity grew with each new stop. Maya felt connected to Victor in a special way, as if the journey through these shops revealed more than just curiosities. It was an opportunity to get to know each other more deeply and to share their tastes, fascinations, and unique experiences.

As the two continued exploring together, it was evident that it was not just a visit to the shops but a shared experience of pleasure, discovery, and companionship. Each place they visited was an additional page in the book of shared memories, a treasure they would both cherish in their hearts forever.

It was worth noting that Maya had never experienced such intense feelings before. Despite her age, which by Werewolf standards put her among the more experienced, she felt like a teenager again — every moment shared with Victor evoked vivid emotions that seemed to overflow within her.

As they visited the shops, Maya felt her heart flutter with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. It was as if every laugh, every exchanged glance, and every gesture of affection filled her being with rejuvenating energy. Joy pulsated through her veins, warming her heart and illuminating her smile.

The feelings that emerged within her were overwhelming, like an emotional storm stirring the deepest layers of her essence. Each moment shared with Victor was a breath of fresh air in her life, a chance to experience a passion and connection so deep that she didn't even know they were possible.

The sensation of being a teenager again was like a roller coaster of unrestrained emotions. Maya found herself laughing with contagious euphoria, feeling her cheeks blush in response to every compliment or gesture of affection from Victor. She felt a new lightness in her Soul as if the weight of the years had been temporarily suspended.

She wondered if this whirlwind of emotions was a manifestation of the primal instincts that propelled her or if it was her own burning interest, an interest so intense and pure that it caused her to act like a love-struck, teenager. It was as if something within her was awakening, revealing a side of herself that had long been dormant.

Every moment she shared with Victor brought forth a vibrant energy, an inner flame that illuminated her being and compelled her to fully embrace this new and overwhelming experience. Maya felt intrigued by the intensity of her own emotions, questioning whether it was just a fleeting fire or something much deeper and more significant. This doubt only fueled her desire to explore and fully surrender to this emotional awakening.

But of course, this outing, which somehow turned into a rendezvous between the two, had to come to an end at some point, but not even in her wildest moments did she think it would end because of 'them'.

Recognizing the familiar voices, Maya turned her gaze to the street, and her eyes met the two of her husbands. In an instant, the explosion of emotions surrounding her seemed to diminish drastically, as if a cold shower had been poured over all her excitement.

Her heart, which had been racing before, now seemed to freeze. A mixture of conflicting emotions hit her, transforming the joy and youth that had filled her being into a blend of anxiety and sadness. She tried to disguise her true feelings, but hiding the change in her expression was impossible.

The sight of her husbands brought a wave of reality and responsibilities, a painful reminder that she already had established obligations. A sense of internal conflict quickly replaced the youthful excitement. Maya found herself at an emotional crossroads, torn between her emerging passion with Victor and her commitment to her other relationships.

"What was I doing? Why did I let myself get carried away like this again?" Normally, such an action from her wouldn't be a problem; the man she was interested in would simply enter her harem, and no issues would arise. But such a reality was impossible for someone like Victor.

He wasn't weak; he wasn't a Beta, He was a True Alpha... An alpha that she could never make submit.

"Hmm?" Victor, who was carrying a variety of interesting items he had decided to buy, turned his gaze to the group upon sensing their presence. His face was adorned with a pair of sunglasses, giving him a mysterious air.

Additionally, he wore a crown that the merchant claimed belonged to an Ancient King, giving him a majestic appearance.

In Victor's hands was an intriguing briefcase, similar to the one a certain wizard used to store his magical creatures. It was a unique piece adorned with intricate designs and ornate clasps.

Wrapped in the aura of his acquisitions, Victor remained an enigmatic figure, emanating a magnetic energy that drew curious glances. The ensemble of accessories - the sunglasses, the majestic crown, and the mysterious briefease - added a touch of fascination and charm to his persona, It was as if he was imbued with an aura of adventure and discovery, ready to dive into new experiences and exciting challenges.

Victor casually lowered his sunglasses, revealing his violet Draconic Eyes that emitted an intimidating glow. His gaze swept over the two men before him as if assessing them with a penetrating intensity.

When Victor's Draconic Eyes met the men's gazes, they visibly flinched, expressions of fear etched on their faces. They felt the powerful presence of the Dragon Knight enveloping them as if they were facing a being of immense strength and authority.

'Weak.'

Victor's silent evaluation found nothing that impressed or piqued his interest. He let out an internal sigh, considering them weak and uninteresting. It was as if he had expected more from those who shared a bond with Maya, but the men's lack of courage only reinforced his indifference.

Victor's stoic expression revealed no signs of surprise or complacency. His violet Draconic Eyes were then hidden behind the sunglasses once more, concealing his true emotions.

As the men felt the weight of Victor's disinterest, a tense silence hung in the air.

"Hmm... It seems our outing has come to an end, Maya" Victor refrained from expressing his true thoughts about the men; he expected something more for those whom Maya had chosen.

The men in front of him were not weak, far from it, they were strong, but by Victor's standards, they were simply... inadequate.

"No, I haven't shown you all the places I want to share." Maya replied in a neutral tone but with a slight disdain reflected on her face.

She was aware that her husbands stood no chance against Victor's imposing presence. However, as a woman, there wwas a small inner desire to see them try to 'defend her'. It was a kind of perverse curiosity that arose, fueled by the knowledge that Victor's strength and Power far exceeded theirs.

'A mere glance from him and they already shrink in fear.' Maya felt disappointed internally. She expected more from those she had chosen in the past, men who represented a special bond in her life. However, the confrontation with Victor's dominant presence revealed a shocking disparity. Confusion filled her thoughts. Why had she chosen these men? It was a question that echoed in her mind, laden with frustration and uncertainty. Maya felt torn between the loyalty she felt for them and the growing realization that her standards were unconsciously shifting toward something akin to Victor.

It was difficult for other men to match Victor's presence and magnetic aura, Maya found herself challenged by this internal dilemma, fighting against the desire to compare her husbands to the Dragon Knight. She recognized that it was unfair to judge them in this way; after all, she had chosen them in the past. However, the inevitable comparisons and the emotions that sprouted within her were hard to ignore.

Maya's feelings intertwined, creating a complex tangle of disappointment, doubt, and questioning. She yearned for abalance between the love she felt for her husbands and the irresitible attraction that Victor exerted over her. It was an internal battle in which Maya struggled to find the right answer while her own expectations unconsciously shaped themselves around Victor's magnetic presence.

"Oh?" Victor looked at Maya curiously. He thought she would let him go alone after encountering her husbands, but it seemed he was wrong.

"Hmm... Well then, if it's not a bother, accompany me on my walk." He was glad his guide had stayed. He knew little about this city and asking for directions seemed bothersome.

"Of course" She smiled and took hold of Victor's hand, pulling him towards her husbands.

The men shrunk back upon seeing Maya's authoritative gaze and quickly let her pass.

Maya's eyes glowed with an intense cerulean blue as she approached them, making the men shrink even more.

"Go home."

"..." They could only obediently nod their heads in response to their Alpha's command.

Victor's eyes sparkled with amusement; he felt like he was participating in a Korean drama, which was quite entertaining and a completely new experience.

'Hmm, let's try not to think too much about it.' Victor was still a gentleman, and despite understanding what was going through Maya's mind, he had no intention of doing anything. After all, he didn't share with anyone, and he didn't ruin other people's marriages either.

... If his presence was confusing Maya, that was not his problem. He was who he was, and people had to deal with his presence. He would not restrict himself for the sake of others.

As they moved away from her husbands, Maya suddenly stopped and looked around, searching for something. '... I no longer sense anyone from my Clan here.'

"So, where do we go now?" Victor asked curiously.

Maya's serious and annoyed expression vanished, replaced by a playful smile.

"Recently, an Egyptian spice shop opened here. Let's take a look."

"Hmm, Egyptian, huh? Are they Tasha's Betas?"

"Yes. Tasha's Betas manage practically all the shops with Egyptian goods."

"I see... Well then, shall we?" Victor asked.

"Of course."

...

As Victor and Maya walked towards the Egyptian spice shop, Maya's husbands watched the scene with mixed feelings. One of them, Jonas, felt insecure and uneasy about Victor's imposing presence beside his wife. 'How can I compete with someone like him? He's so strong, so confident... I feel insignificant next to him,' Jonas thought, with a knot of worry in his chest.

On the other hand, Mark, Maya's other husband, felt, powerless and frustrated. 'Why did she choose someone so different from us? Why did it have to be a Vampire? Didn't she hate them? I can't understand. I'm not as strong as him; I don’t have the same charm or presence. Will I ever be enough for her?' Mark questioned himself, feeling a pang of sadness in his heart.

As they watched the couple walk away, Jonas and Mark's feelings intertwined in a tangle of insecurity, jealousy, and self-doubt about their own worth. Both wondered if they would be able to satisfy Maya in the same way that Victor seemed to.

However, despite these doubts and uncertainties, Maya's husbands also felt a deep love for her. They were willing to fight against their own insecurities and face the challenge of gaining their beloved wife's trust and affection.

As Victor and Maya continued their walk, the husbands exchanged worried glances, silently sharing their feelings of vulnerability and determination. They knew the journey wouldn't be easy, but they were determined to face any obstacle to strengthen their bond with Maya.

"Let's give it our best shot," whispered Jonas, with a mix of hope and determination. Mark nodded with a determined look in his eyes. They knew they had a long way to go, this new interest of Maya's seemed to be unlike anything they had seen before, but they were willing to face all challenges to win Maya's heart and prove themselves worthy of her love.

"Yes." Mark spoke.

With these thoughts in mind, Maya's husbands moved forward, determined to confront their own fears and insecurities to build a strong and lasting relationship with the woman they loved.

The thought of fighting for Maya? That never even crossed their minds; with just one look at Victor, they could tell they never stood a chance against him.

If Victor were to hear what they were saying, he would burst into laughter because this situation really seemed like a Korean drama, and then he would respond to both of them.

"Bruh, chill. I'm not a homewrecker"