Vampire Basilisk

She is a snake.

A vicious snake who could suck the soul out of a person with just one look.

To talk to her was a sacrifice of their lives.

But it was Kohl.

The cogent Basilisk blood in Raya enabled her to glimpse into the soul of the person who opened his wounds up and was at the brink of death. She reads him like an open book, her eyes were closed. His life was so interesting, especially the climax.

"What do you see?" Kohl asks the woman, sitting in front of her on the floor. He leans against the hut's rough structure and sighs with a glass of warm milk in his hand.

"He's fine, as long as he doesn't scream his lungs out as soon as he wakes up."

"Why would he do that?" Kohl asks innocently.

"I'm half vampire, Kohl. What do you think?"

"He's just a delta wolf who slipped and fell from the castle, Raya. What makes you think he would hold such hatred towards you?" Raya Lule smirks at his statement. She stands on her feet, walking towards him and stopping mid-distance.

"He's not what you