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[ Zhou Ancestral Mansion… ]

Marceline, Kira, and Little Lowell also went home. Marceline ignored Kira as she proceeded to her bedroom together with Little Lowell.

She tucked Lowell in bed first before she took a shower. Kira had been standing outside her bedroom, waiting for Marceline to come out.

He had to talk to her and warned her to avoid Dominique, Dylan, and Serena. He didn\'t expect that Marceline and Dominique already knew each other. Kira didn\'t want her to get involved with the Silvano Family.

He was afraid that Dominique and Dylan would try to get her once they found out Marceline had become a werewolf.

Kira knocked when he heard that Marceline was done showering. He was monitoring her every movement inside the room through his super sense of hearing.

Three seconds later, the door was opened by Marceline. Her serious expression greeted his sight. She looked very upset about something. And he had no idea about the cause of it.

"Can we talk?" Kira asked her softly.

Marceline just nodded her head, her expression remained cold. She came out of her room, taking Kira to the balcony.

The cold wind was blowing the moment they arrived there. The night sky was decorated with millions of shining stars. But there was no moon tonight.

The two were silent for several seconds. Marceline was not looking at him. She was staring at her surroundings, particularly at her mother\'s garden. The blooming flowers looked spectacular with the lights coming from the stars.

Marceline seemed to be in deep thoughts. She was thinking about Kira\'s behavior as he argued with Dominique just because of Serena. She had to admit that she was jealous of Serena after seeing Kira caring about another woman.

\'Serena is a charming woman. I will not wonder if he felt attracted to her. But I hate it.\' Marceline thought to herself.

Unable to stand the deafening silence, Kira finally spoke up, sharing his thoughts with Marceline.

"My Lady, how did you meet Dominique?" Kira asked her with utmost curiosity in his mind.

Meanwhile, Marceline felt the animosity in Kira\'s voice when he mentioned Dominique\'s name. She wondered why he hated Dominique.

"I first met him on the Golden City Bridge… the second time we met was in the hospital wherein he protected me from Natasha\'s attack," Marceline answered him, without looking in his direction.

Kira frowned as he noticed that Marceline was giving him a cold shoulder right now. Was she upset because he argued with Dominique? Was she siding on Dominique, instead of him?

Kira subconsciously clenched his fists, lowering his head. Seconds later, he spoke again, asking Marceline to avoid Dominique and Dylan.

"My Lady, stay away from Dominique and Dylan. You can\'t be friends with them. Because they are–"

"Do you like Serena?" Marceline suddenly blurted out, interrupting Kira.

He was caught off guard by Marceline\'s direct question. He could see the solemn expression on her face. He didn\'t know what to say. Lying was not an option. However, the question was \'Is he ready to tell Marceline that the woman they met a while ago was his former lover?\'

"You can\'t deny it, Kira. I saw how you looked at her. Do you hate Dominique because he is Serena\'s husband? Perhaps… Do you know each other?" Marceline continued asking him. This time Marceline gazed at Kira, looking straight into his eyes. She was waiting for his response. She wanted to hear the truth.

For some unknown reason, Kira suddenly felt guilty. He already knew that Marceline had feelings for him. She confessed but he didn\'t answer her. And now, he met Selene once more, who was now called Serena.

According to Gisel, Selene loved him for real but Dominique used his mate to defeat him. Kira didn\'t know how he would explain all of this to Marceline, especially now that he was not certain about his feelings. He was confused if he was still in love with Selene.

If he did, then what would happen to Marceline? He was afraid that he would be the reason for her heartbreak. She didn\'t deserve it. Marceline had to be happy. But he wasn\'t sure if he could be the one to give her happiness.

Kira didn\'t have time to think about love. He had a mission to accomplish. He had to reclaim the throne from the Werewolf Clan and bring the glory back to the Vampire Clan.

"Kira, talk to me. Tell me the truth. Why do you hate Dominique and Dylan? Why do you want me to stay away from them? And what do you feel towards Serena?" Marceline couldn\'t hide the unhappiness she was feeling right now.

"If you don\'t want to tell me, then don\'t expect me to avoid them. Give me a valid reason for me to do that!" Marceline insisted, demanding an answer from him.

Kira lowered his head, folding his hands into a balled fist. He was aware that he couldn\'t hide this any longer.

"Dominique, Dylan, and Serena… they are not humans. They are werewolves. And they are the people who betrayed me…"

Marceline was rendered speechless when she heard that. Just like Kira, she hated werewolves. But she didn\'t feel that towards them.

But her feelings started to waver when she learned the truth about their identity.

\'Why? Why didn\'t I know this early? Dylan is like a good friend to me. I even owed Dominique for protecting me before. Who would have thought that they came from the race I hated the most… the Original Werewolves!\'

Marceline grabbed Kira\'s shoulders, giving him a questioning look. With the revelation she got from Kira, one thing caught her attention the most. She felt like she just connected the dots.

"Serena… is she the one…? Your former lover? The woman who betrayed you?" Marceline asked him with her trembling voice.

"No. I just found out that she didn\'t betray me. Dominique used her. And I think he did something to her… leaving her with no choice," Kira promptly said, defending Serena.

Marceline\'s heart constricted inside her chest when she heard those words from Kira. No wonder, she didn\'t see any hint of hatred or anger while Kira was looking at Serena.

\'Damn! I guess… he still likes her…\' Marceline clenched her fists. Her heart was filled with jealousy.