Moon Lovers: Bound by Blood and Revenge - Chapter 183

Dylan was motivated by Marceline. Because of her meaningful advice, he managed to control his rage. He realized that he needed to persevere and be patient if he truly wanted to win Lyca’s heart.

If she liked somebody right now, he would do her best to show her that he was the guy who was meant to be with her. They were mates! No one would break that bond so Dylan would never give up.

“Thank you, Marceline. You give me hope.” Dylan gleamed with joy, still smiling at Marceline.

“Does it mean you like me for your friend? Not your cousin?” Dylan asked her expectantly. His eyes were fixed on Marceline, anticipating her reply.

“Well, if my cousin didn’t break her heart before then maybe I would choose him over you,” she frankly said, making Dylan speechless once more.

“But don’t worry. I will not side with either of the two of you. At the end of the day, it is still Lyca who will choose between you and my cousin.”

Dylan heaved a deep sigh, then he pouted his lips. “Don’t you want to support me and help me to get my advantage?” Dylan was talking to her as if they had known each other for long.

Marceline just raised her hand, flicking his forehead with her fingers.

“Ouch!”

“I should remain neutral so don’t ask me that. Good luck!” Marceline said with a faint curve on her lips. Talking to Dylan helped her forget her sadness even just for a while.

“I should go. I and Lowell will visit my grandfather.” Marceline was saying goodbye to Dylan but he was still reluctant to leave her.

“May I come with you? I don’t want to go home yet. If it’s okay with you, I will accompany you and Little Lowell.” Dylan didn’t hide his intention of staying with her.

He couldn’t understand why he still had this feeling that Marceline was his sister even though he didn’t see her birthmark.

‘Is there a possibility that the birthmark was erased as she grew up?’ Dylan pondered to himself, staring at Marceline intently. He hoped that Marceline was his missing sister.

Little Lowell immediately grabbed Dylan’s hand, snapping him out of his deep thought. The young hybrid boy was very fond of Dylan. He seemed like he could sense that Dylan was a werewolf.

Seeing how excited Little Lowell had become because of Dylan’s presence, Marceline couldn’t refuse Dylan.

“Okay. You can come with us.” Marceline motioned Dylan to follow them. The three of them headed to Grandpa Roland’s private ward.

When they arrived, a person was already standing beside Grandpa Roland’s sickbed. It was Raizel.

“Mr. Rai?” Marceline mumbled. She was surprised to see him. “Why are you here?”

Raizel turned around to face them. Dylan and Raizel met each other’s gaze, assessing one another. Since both of them were using a disguise, they didn’t figure out that they came from two opposing clans– the werewolf and the vampire.

When Raizel realized that he hadn’t given Marceline an answer yet, he moved his gaze from Dylan to Marceline. He didn’t notice Little Lowell as the young hybrid boy went to Marceline’s back to hide himself from Raizel.

The young hybrid boy was scared of him. He could feel the same vibe in Raizel… it was the aura of the vampires who attacked him and his family.

“Miss Zhou, I’m sorry if I didn’t mention anything about my visit today. You were not around when I arrived so I entered the room after getting approval from your grandpa’s private nurses.” Raizel was very calm while talking to Marceline. Dylan’s presence also made him more cautious about not revealing his identity.

“It’s okay.” Marceline simply responded. Raizel was her grandfather’s friend so she didn’t mind it at all. “By the way, this is Dylan. Dylan, this is Mr. Rai Scarlet, the owner of Scarlet Heart Inc.”

“Nice meeting you, Mr. Scarlet.” Dylan extended his hand for a handshake.

“Same here,” Raizel said, accepting the handshake.

As they gripped each other’s hands, the two men continued assessing each other secretly.

“What brought you here, Mr. Rai?” Marceline asked, holding Little Lowell’s hand who was still hiding at her back.

“I’m monitoring your grandfather’s condition. Have you decided already… about my offer?”

“What offer?” Dylan suddenly butted in, stepping forward as if he was shielding Marceline away from Raizel. His protective instinct was activated.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Dylan. But this offer is between me and Miss Zhou. You don’t have to know it,” Raizel bluntly said, looking straight into Dylan’s eyes.

Dylan squinted his eyes at Raizel. He didn’t like his arrogant way of talking to him.

Meanwhile, Marceline also noticed the tension growing between Dylan and Raizel. They were inside her grandfather’s ward so she didn’t want the two men to argue right there.

“Gentlemen… If you will just argue with each other, could you please bring your conflict outside, not here?” Marceline’s voice was cold and intimidating. The two men couldn’t help but apologize to her for their misbehavior.

Marceline forgave them right away. Then the two men left the room to give Marceline a private time with her grandfather.

When she and Little Lowell were the only people who stayed inside the private ward, Marceline got time to talk to her grandfather. Marceline held her grandfather’s hand as she began to speak. Little Lowell just stood there beside her. He was very silent.

“Grandpa… Aunt Bri… she passed away. I don’t know what to do… now that she is gone. Please… wake up. Don’t leave me too, grandpa.” Marceline expressed her feelings with Grandpa Roland who was still in a coma.

Grandpa Roland was not responding at all. She didn’t know if her grandfather could still hear her voice.

She was already missing Aunt Brianna snd her grandfather. These two people were the ones who gave her unconditional love and genuine concern.

“I promise… I will make Evelyn pay for what she had done to you, grandpa.” Her emerald eyes gleamed with rage and hatred.

In order to change the topic, Marceline introduced Lowell to her grandfather. The young hybrid boy moved closer to Grandpa Roland. Lowell was now rubbing Grandpa Roland’s hand using his little paws.

While Marceline and Little Lowell were talking to Grandpa Roland, the two men outside the private ward were now leaning on the wall as they waited for Marceline to come out. The heavy tension was still there.

“What is your relationship with Marceline?” Dylan sounded like a strict older brother, interrogating his sister’s boyfriend.

“I’m a friend of her grandpa,” Raizel nonchalantly answered him.

“Good! Don’t court her. She already has someone. You saw the boy beside her? He is their son.” Dylan was saying this, thinking that Raizel was one of Marceline’s suitors and admirers. Aside from that, he was doing this for Kira. He knew that Marceline was Kira’s woman.

“I know that she’s married.” Raizel let out another short but direct response.

“Good! At least you know your place…” Dylan paused for a moment when the realization struck him. “Eh? What did you say? Marceline is already married??!” Dylan was always overreacting when it came to Marceline.

Raizel just bobbed his head, not looking at him. He was leaning on the wall while his arms were folded over his chest. He closed his eyes, not showing any interest to talk with Dylan.

“I forgot to congratulate them,” Dylan said, smacking his forehead. He was referring to Kira and Marceline.

Raizel, who got bored, decided to prank and annoy Dylan. He wanted to know how long Dylan would last.

“But I don’t mind even if she’s married and has a son. I just want to get close to her… as in closer,” Raizel said with his firm voice. He looked so serious that Dylan failed to notice that he was just joking. There was a gleam of humour in his eyes when he saw Dylan’s dark expression.

“What do you mean by that?” Dylan asked Raizel, his eyes shooting him with daggers.

“The literal meaning.” Another short response from Raizel.

Dylan was already on the verge of losing the last strand of his patience.

“You can’t get close to her. She’s off-limits. Respect for her husband! I will not let you seduce my little sis. She and my savior are only meant for each other!” Dylan had become the number one supporter of Marceline’s and Kira’s love team.

“Little sis? As far as I know, Miss Zhou is an only child.” Raizel questioned Dylan. There was a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

“I can be her big bro!” Dylan insisted.

Raizel just sneered at him, not saying another word.

“Don’t smile! Do you think you can win against my Bro? He is more handsome than you. Kira is made for Marceline and vice versa!” Dylan continued to argue with Raizel.

‘Kira?’ Raizel was dumbfounded at the mention of Kira’s name. He remembered his best friend… their Vampire King!