Zane’s pov;
For a moment, I wondered if I’d heard wrong. But when she spoke, I realized that I hadn’t imagined not. He had actually said that.
“Explain,” she demanded.
He looked as though he was having fun as he spoke. “Sheila’s bloodline didn’t end when she vanished. It broke instead.”
I narrowed my eyes on him. “Vanished?” Was this some kind of game?
“She didn’t die,” he said. “Not completely.”
“Explain,” it was my turn now.
“When the formation consumed her,” he continued, “her body was destroyed, but her soul didn’t dissipate. It broke instead. Fragments of it embedded themselves into her descendants. A survival instinct. It was Kure like a failsafe
I glanced at Jessica, at the disbelief on her face. “You’re saying she’s inside me.”
“Yes,” he said simply. “Not fully anyway, but
