Haniel's expression darkened, "The only reason you still breathe is because I refuse to harm the body of my sire, regardless of whatever soul inhabits it."
"What if I planned to kill you?"
"Oh, do not think for a second that you can win against me." Haniel took a bite of one of the flakey pastries that were on the table and there was a short moment of silence as he chewed. "You also bear his soul's signature. That in itself is impossible. In this universe, however, there is so much that we are yet to understand, despite our painfully long lives."
Arella blinked.
Kratel's soul signature?
What did that even mean? Was it the reason why his memories lingered in her mind? Or was it something more? But why had she woken up in this body? And more importantly, where was the real Kratel?
Cold dread settled in her chest.
