Adapting to this new reality was far from easy, one that, I felt, had been unveiled to me with the same force as if someone had removed a blindfold from my eyes after a year and exposed me to the intense midday sunlight in summer. However, in my case, I had been blinded for over twenty-three years, and the light in front of me was much stronger and more intense than the sun. I had so many doubts, along with a strange emotion, a mix of fascination and uncertainty, that I didn't even know where to begin.
Alessandro must have sensed the state of shock I was in, and after telling me about a Lycan King who, supposedly, was my uncle—the same man he had found in my room the night before—he suggested that it would be best for me to stay the night in the house, rest, and, once more clear-headed, j
