บท 107: 101. Cursed harbinger

Currently, inside the living room, Dexter knelt down beside Brian's body and the others looked at him in anticipation.

"Memory sharing isn't just like drinking blood normally. You have to focus on what the blood holds. The blood of a person is connected to their very existence."

"So find that thin line between sweetness and and bitterness." Kila explained.

"Wait, why don't you just do it yourself?" Dexter asked with a frown.

"Well, I'm very weak right now and I might even kill him since he was in this body when he nearly killed me." Kila said as she looked at Brian with an angry expression.

'A thin line, so tranquility? Maybe if I just drink, it'll come.' Dexter thought as he opened his mouth.

All the people in the room kept their eyes on him as they never saw his vampire side that he refused to show them.

Dexter's canines grew visibly longer and his breathing became unstable as he held himself back from biting hard on Brian's neck.