Zane POV
The imposter had the guts to smile at me like we knew each other. "Took you long enough"
"Who the hell are you?" I demanded.
"Does it matter?" He adjusted his grip on Zephyr. My Zephyr. "The question is, who does she think I am?"
"Let go of her this instant," I growled and charged forward.
But he didn't move, he just stood there holding her and smiling.
I tackled him until we went down hard and she rolled away from the impact.
I pinned him and was about to bury my fist in his jaw when...
"Zane, stop!" I heard her say although it sounded weak and tiny, it was still audible enough for me to hear.
I froze, looked over my shoulder to see her sitting up.
"Zephyr," I said. "Get away from him. He's not me."
"Who are you?" she stared at me and what I saw in those eyes made me
