Juan pov
I woke up after ten years, to find myself 28 years old! I missed a lot of things, particularly in sunny life and my pack. I knew nothing about anyone either. As if I was a stranger! It was hard to accept the fact that I lost my sight!
Even so, I was able to use my legs but it was almost the same! I can't see where I'm stepping. My legs were useless!
But I tried to get out of bed, for somehow, my faith deceived me, I thought that sunny wouldn't be there for me. I thought she lied. Or maybe all of them lied to not break my heart that's all.
But it was my demons only! Everyone was there for me, to help and to support and to heal my deep buried wounds.
Which was the hardest mission ever? They suffered by taking care of me for ten years and it was enough for them. Since I was still alive, I should do something and be a man.
I should make them happy.
I stood up on my feet, stretching my arms and yawning, and joking to myself "good morning, blind alpha.”