"Something like that," Veyron responded, shrugging slightly, though his eyes betrayed the heaviness of the truth. "It's like this: your world and ours haven't always been on good terms. In fact, there's a bridge between both worlds—a boundary. That means a full-blooded vampire, or even most vampires, can't cross over into your world. It's restricted, and even when attempted, the consequences are usually catastrophic."
He paused briefly, then continued, "But I'm different. I have a… unique situation. A legitimate presence here. I'm related to an Alpha on your side, and my mother managed to officially register me as her son before she passed. That means, on record, I'm half-human and legally acknowledged in this world. So, I can move between both realms freely without drawing attention. I'm the best possible option for them to handle this discreetly, without alerting human authorities or causing panic."
