"So you're saying, Drake doesn't remember you?" Thorne crossed his arms, leaning lazily against the mottled wall of the bamboo house.
He tilted his head slightly, casting a brief glance at Drake, who sat on the bamboo bed with his back to everyone. A dark glint flashed in his deep green pupils.
Julian's expression was grave, his voice low. "It's not just me he doesn't remember. He doesn't remember anyone."
Caden Albright's brow furrowed slightly. His amber eyes rested on Drake for a moment before he turned to Lachlan. "Have you called for Eva?"
Lachlan nodded lightly, glancing at Drake with a hint of worry. "We already did."
Thorne glanced outside. The harsh sunlight fell across his grim brow, making his vertical, deep green pupils seem even colder.
