[Edward's P.O.V.]
It took a lot to sort out my emotions. And once I finally did, I asked Patrick and Ad to come with me to the dungeon.
There, I saw the man curled up on the floor. Dylan was present and Patrick half-filled him in. Once he learned everything I needed to, Dylan swore he wouldn't tell.
I had to say, when I saw that man, I thought I was looking into a mirror. He looked exactly like me and even smelled like me. Werewolves weren't usually sensitive to their own smell but that's because it came from their own body. This was a completely separate individual which was how even I could smell my own scent.
When he saw me, I could tell he was shocked but he resumed his stubborn facade.
"Patrick! Who is standing next to you?! Why do you look exactly like me?!"
But the rest of us stared back silently at him.
