Chapter 5
“Haziel,” Connor greeted in surprise when he saw the angel of death sitting underneath the tree.
Haziel smiled. “Hello, Connor. It has been a while, hasn’t it?”
Connor bowed. “Give or take a hundred years. Why are you here?”
Haziel stood and walked toward Connor, her long dress moving with her. She was beautiful. And tall, too, almost the same height as Connor. Haziel’s skin shone underneath the moonlight while her white feathery wings flapped gently against her back. Then she stopped right in front of Connor and placed her right index finger in the center of his forehead. “Because it’s almost time to remember.”
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Connor abruptly opened his eyes, and he groaned under his breath. He could hear Harley snoring lightly next to him on the bed. It was yet another weird drea
