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Shanaia looked at Joaquin as he asked that question. “You know, I can’t really explain it in just one go, especially since my DNA and family history is quite complicated,” she said. “We have all the time in the world, my love. I can listen to your stories all day and night,” Joaquin said. Shanaia smiled and then her eyes turned red as her fangs also appeared. Joaquin narrowed his eyes on her while Basilio and the two female Dalakitnons had their eyes widened. “Bampira,” Shanaia crossed her arms over her chest and crossed her legs as she leaned back. “For now, let us say I am a vampire from a special family,” she said. Marisol leaned closer to her and looked at her intently. “How did you become one? Who bit you?” Marisol asked and Shanaia looked confused. Then she remembered tha

