263. Lorenzo
The man's voice dragged me back to reality, slicing through my chaotic thoughts like a blade.
"But that is not important. What matters now is finding a way to make peace with the werewolves, ensuring they don’t do anything reckless to my sons."
My father.
Diego, my twin. Really? I thought it was absurd.
Everything was spiraling out of my grasp and scope. Who would have known?
After years of believing I had no father, after suffering in silence, after clawing my way through life alone, he appeared, claiming ownership like he had right to me? To Diego? Just absurd.
But for now, that was not the main issue, the problem was how to deal with the wolf high council.
“You are a Lycan,” Claudia’s voice was barely a whisper, yet it cut through the silence.
“Yes, granddaughter.
