Sydney 's POV
Alexander's frown deepened as his eyes swept up and down my frame with predatory assessment. His nostrils flared slightly, no doubt attempting to capture my scent.
"I may have amnesia," he growled low, his Alpha tone sending involuntary shivers down my spine, "but I'm not stupid. How could I possibly have such a young mother? How old am I?"
I couldn't help the laugh that bubbled up my throat. I was sad that he lost his memory but it felt really good, too good, to have him back. To listen to him throw his blunt statements without a second thought.
Turns out his memory is the only thing he lost afterall. Thank God. I don't think I would be able to handle him if he turned out to lose his memory and become dense on top of that. He still had his wits around him.
I took a seat
