The night was clear, with the full moon illuminating the forest in a silvery glow. Victor walked slowly through the trees, enjoying the stillness that only darkness could offer. His pale skin glowed under the moonlight, giving him an ethereal, almost supernatural air. The cold breeze caressed his face, but it was nothing that could disturb his calm.

Suddenly, something caught his attention. A sound in the shadows, the rustling of branches, made him stop. His red eyes glowed as he scanned the darkness, searching for the source of the noise. It was then that he saw him: a being, almost like a shadow, advancing towards him, attracted by the glow of his skin.

Victor frowned as he realized it was nothing more than a wolf. The animal, confused by its brightness in the darkness, approached slowly, without looking away. The repulsion was immediate.

“Why are you looking at me like that? Dirty creature…” Victor murmured, his voice cold and full of disdain, while his gaze distilled all the contempt he felt for that inferior being.