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Instead she placed her hand over her mouth and she gasped in shock. “You’re two hundred and thirty years old?” she silently screamed. “Yes,” Adrian confirmed. “Lance is a hundred and twenty five years old while Arthur is four hundred and thirty two years old,” he told Amelia. Amelis started looking at him from head to toe analyzing him. “Wow, so you’re over two hundred years old?” she exclaimed. “Humans hardly live up to hundred and here you are,” she said in admiration. “You do realize that you’re also going to be like this?” Adrian pointed out.

"What a grim thing to put in display." “Wait.” Kat raised an eyebrow, a sudden thought popping in her mind. "You're a hundred forty-five, right? That means you were already around when all of this shit was at its peak." His cheeks went pink. "Well, I was young when these things happened. A child, basically. And I was not even allowed out of our house until I was fifty." "Damn." She let out a long whistle. "I keep forgetting you're old." "I am not old," he said defensively. "I age five times as slow as you. The years before the fifth do not affect our physique. I am a hundred forty-five, but basically twenty-nine."

His composure could very well be real and the breaks merely fits of levity interrupting a brooding slog. "I'm twenty-two," he said. After a moment, he elaborated. "In both senses. Literally and physically. My mother turned me when I was fourteen." "So you're-" "We still age, Lavinia. We age normally until we reach our prime. Our predetermined prime. Then once we reach our, ah, optimal stage, we pause, remaining there in perfection." "You are still getting older?" "As far as I can tell, yes. I haven't noticed as many changes recently, but your early twenties do not really have many growth spurts. Surely you've experienced the same."

“You’ve caused enough trouble with your recent escapades.” His grin widened as he looked ahead. “You can’t blame me for trying.” “You’re too young for me.” “How much older do I need to be?” he asked, wincing. “If I were human, I’d be...” He looked up, counting the Earthland years in his head. “Thousands of years old.” “Lower mortals measure age and time differently from us,” she reminded him. “And you might be forgetting I’m still mated to Haemos.”

The man taunts with a smug look. I know my mom looks young, one of the perks of being an Undead. Both of my parents look really young to be honest. Werewolves have really long lifespan, and after they reach maturity at 21, they age much slower than humans – about 1 year every 10 years. That is why my dad looks around 30 years old despite being over 100 years old, while my mom looks 23 at most. If someone saw us together, they would never be able to tell she is actually my mother. "Let him go!!!"

I asked. “Drax? Hahaha! He's our newest Alpha. He's so young he hasn't even gone through his first mating season yet. I don't know what he'll be like." "How old is Drax?" "About 50 years. Still very young." "And you?" "I'm 150 years old. I’ve outlived him by a century," James explained. "So, like it or not, I have to join this program?" "Yup. But don't expect any favors! I'll give you the same tests as anyone else. If you fail, don't blame me."

he calmly explained. Diana stared up at him. At his youthful and handsome face. "And how old are you?" He smirked, "In god years or human years?" She shrugged, not really knowing how to respond to that. She didn't even know what difference there was between the two. So he proceeded to explain, "Well, in god years I've barely gotten to exist, I'm actually one of the youngest gods that there are. But in human years, you could say that I've been living for quite a while. Three thousand and twenty-seven years, to be more specific,"

Jacob asked. "I'm twenty-four but I stopped aging at about twenty-one. How old are you three." Cassie asked. "My human age is twenty-five when I was turned but I'm now two hundred." Jacob said. "You’re an old man, I was twenty-four when I was turned but I'm now one hundred and fifty," Norman said. Cassie looked up at Nathan. "Me?" Well, I was twenty-seven when I was turned but I'm seventy-five." Nathan said. "Will I get old in appearance?" Cassie asked.

Horia giggled, "Yes, I do. A male pup. He's returning home after the Hunger Games end, and he's the same age as Venus. I'm sure they'll get along." "Thank you, at least Vee will have a mate her age to play with," I said, smiling at the thought. "Wow, how long have you been mated?" Nova asked, clearly intrigued by Horia's unique situation. We supremes age slower than normal werewolves and we stop aging physically when we are thirty human years old. "Ever since I was eighteen. I was pregnant by nineteen." "It seemed like you both were in love from the start!" Nova remarked, fascinated.

Xander's POV: The next morning, I was out on the ground that we used as the training center. It was 5 in the morning and the pack members were getting ready for the training session. Lucas, my gamma, was standing beside me, eyeing everyone with an assessing gaze. He was about 100 years old but in human years, he was not more than 25. He had fought in many supernatural battles and due to his tactics and strategies, he was the head of the military and training of the pack members.