FLASHBACK 5 YEARS AGO
When my brother Ulises and my mother died in that tragedy, my father changed with me; he became more protective and even adopted my cousin Enrique since he had been orphaned, and the idea of him living with us did not displease me.
I always saw him as another brother, years passed, and I continued training with the bow; as my mother taught me, Enrique insisted that I should also train with our warriors and learn to defend myself.
Dad refused because he told him that I didn't have to do it; he would always protect me. I trusted that this was true and that it could happen to me; surrounded by people who love me, I was in no danger.
A year ago, my father invited the Alpha of West Rock and his son Kenzo to our annual tournament celebration; that was the first time I saw him, with long blond hair that shone in the sun, his eyes a deep blue and his lips that I couldn't help but admire.