“You have the memories. But that doesn't make you him.” I said quietly.
The stranger's expression changed, and Vespera noticed.
“How did you get those memories?” Vespera asked.
“You have no idea what you're interfering with.” He growled as his expression hardened.
“People keep saying that. It's becoming tiresome.” She said.
He reached inside his jacket, drawing a narrow silver blade before the warriors could react. He lunged towards me, but Vespera intercepted him, twisted his wrist, and drove her knee into his stomach. The blade struck the floor, and I seized his arm as Callum and two warriors rushed to help restrain him.
“Get him down!” I ordered.
The stranger fought with unnatural strength, forcing us backwards before we finally pinned his arms behind him.
His face flickered, t
