Until the end, Grandpa Roland chose not to reveal anything to Marceline except for the fact that her parents’ death had something to do with the werewolves.

He pretended to be unwell and sick so that Marceline would not ask further questions. But he promised her that he would tell her everything once he was ready.

As much as possible, Grandpa Roland wanted to keep her safe by hiding the truth from her. The more she knew about werewolves and vampires the more her life would be in danger.

She was not yet a gatekeeper so she didn’t have the protection against those supernatural beings. Grandpa Roland never wished for her to get hurt.

He had sworn to Marceline’s parents that he would protect her. He hoped for his granddaughter to live a normal but happy life away from the dangers.

“This is not good. My granddaughter continues seeking answers. She is not supposed to know this yet,” Grandpa Roland murmured to himself as he rubbed the space between his brows.

Gatekeepers had a sworn duty to keep the existence of supernatural beings hidden from ordinary people. Eighteen years ago, Grandpa Roland had no choice but to cover up the tragic incident wherein he lost his son and his daughter-in-law. He couldn’t involve the police to investigate the case.

Grandpa Roland stood up after picking up his phone. He dialed someone’s number. It rang several times before it was answered.

“Hello? Is your General available today? I would like to speak to Raizel.” Grandpa Roland asked with some urgency in his voice.

“Master Zhou, General Raizel has not returned yet from his overseas travels. No one can contact him as of now. But rest assured, I will get back to you as soon as we hear from our General Raizel.”

Grandpa Roland heaved a deep sigh. “Okay. I got it. Please tell him to call me once he contacts you.”

Grandpa Roland hung up the phone, his face covered with anxiety. He was still conflicted about what he should do to Marceline. He could tell that his granddaughter was not satisfied with the answers she got from him.

It was no secret to him that Marceline kept on investigating and gathering information about werewolves as she tried to uncover the truth behind her parents’ death. 

He visited the mansion and Grandpa Roland once saw that her study was full of books about werewolf’s legend and their origins. It seemed that she was investigating and gathering evidence that werewolves did exist in this world.

“Marceline, my granddaughter, please don’t do something that might put your life at risk…”

*****

At Zhou Ancestral Mansion: Nighttime…

Marceline was in a bad mood after what happened today in the company. Her grandfather remained tight-lipped, hiding lots of things from her.

After changing her clothes, she immediately proceeded to her kitchen, getting two canned beers in her refrigerator. She grabbed a stool and sat in front of her kitchen counter. She started drinking her beer without eating her dinner first.

Marceline already finished one canned beer when Kira joined her. He was wearing his white shirt and blue cotton pajama pants. His hair was still wet, a sign that he had just came out of the shower.

She propped her hand underneath her chin as she sized him up from top to bottom and vice versa.

‘Damn! This gorgeous vamps still looks like a supermodel even in his pajamas.’ she thought to herself, admiring Kira’s physiques and good looks.

“Drinking already? Are you not going to eat?” Kira asked her as he grabbed another stool, sitting next to Marceline.

“I don’t have an appetite,” she plainly responded.

Marceline simply tilted her head to Kira’s side, enjoying his fresh masculine scent. ‘Hmm… He smells good. So refreshing.’

Realizing what she was thinking, Marceline gently smacked her cheeks while scolding herself inwardly. ‘Stop thinking inappropriate thoughts, Marceline!’

“Ah, so you don’t want to eat. So why don’t you just feed me? I always have my appetite!” Kira said cheerfully, teasing her.

Marceline just tossed a look at Kira, giving him a sharp glare. Seeing her signature glare, he let out a husky laugh, before snatching the second canned beer from her hand. He tried to taste it only to crumple his face at the bitter taste of the beer.

“What a baby,” Marceline hissed before taking her beer back.

Kira arched his eyebrow and said, “Me? A baby? Then why don’t you feed your baby now? Come, Mama! Your baby is hungry. I want to eat you!”

“Eww! Mama your foot! You are even older than me!” Marceline spat back at him, hitting his shoulder.

Then their eyes met. The two suddenly burst out laughing so hard as they realized that Kira did a baby-talk. What a cutie?!

“When did you learn to speak like that?” Marceline asked him after she was done laughing. Her mood was getting better now as compared to before.

Kira just shrugged his shoulders. “I just want to make you laugh. You were frowning the whole day. You know… you look prettiest when smiling.” He reached out, wiping the spilled beer from the corner of her lips with his fingers.

Marceline: “…”

With his compliments along with the slight touch of his fingers stroking her lips, Kira once again awakened something within her. Her body was really sensitive with his every touch.

“Kira… I think I have a better way for you to enjoy this beer. I can make it taste sweet, not bitter…” Marceline muttered, smiling playfully, her eyes lingered on Kira’s lips.

Before Kira could say a word, Marceline took a sip of her beer. The cold liquid stayed in her mouth, not gulping it. Then she grabbed and pulled Kira’s head into hers, sealing his lips with her mouth.

Kira blinked several times, just feeling her soft lips. He just felt Marceline transferring the beer to his mouth through this kiss.

It was true! Marceline just made this beer the sweetest beer he had ever tasted!