(Narrator)
Back in Boston, Rowan's Nan, Jewel, was busy flipping through every lore book she had in her possession. Now that her spell had been broken, she needed to know what to expect to happen to her grandson. To her knowledge, there were no others of Rowan's kind...at least not anymore. He had a lot of power in his body and she had no way of knowing if he would be able to control it, at least not yet.
She was rapidly turning the pages in the 4th book she had removed from her old trunk when she heard her front door open. She stopped immediately and rushed out of the kitchen, "Oh Rowan I--" she began as she peeked around the corner.
But before her, was not Rowan. Rather, it was her daughter, Jenna. Her daughter had not been in her home for years. And all the times she had been, it was such ……
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