Chapter 118: Findings

"Graciela?" The man asked with a sleepy tone. He couldn't tell if he was seeing things or something.

"Hello, Lambert." The female said as she smiled.

"Wait… do I know you?" The man asked. His red-golden eyes scanned the face of the female. It was dark and yet, he could see the female clearly.

If anyone else was here, they would have recognized the female as Gretel.

"After the blue signal, yes. You've regained some of your memories." She replied.

"Wait… M-mother ?" He inquired with a startled voice. "This is not possible."

"The earlier you think it is, the better for you." She glides off the bed. "Get up," she said to Dominus, "We have a Ginnak to hunt." She said with a calculative glint in her eyes.

His mother died after giving him her gift. She died. Died. Or was the death a faked death?

"Did you fake your death?" He asked. His tone was cold as usual.

"Don't be so cold, Dom, I'm your mother." She scolded. "I wouldn't say I faked it, that makes me look bad."

"Where have you been then?