Seventy-Eight

Sally's POV

My grandfather sighed. "That's right. He died before they could complete the mating process."

"Who are we talking about?" I asked again.

The old man sighed again. "My younger brother."

"Okay. But why is Raven the mascot of our family?"

"Remember when your Southern grandparents came to visit and blurted out that you had hunter blood in you?" My grandmother asked, I nodded.

"What your great-grandfather didn't know was that while he killed all those supernatural beings, he was a supernatural being just like the creatures he killed."

Suddenly, my head throbbed. This is a lot to take in. "Why am I only learning this now?"

"Because we're sure you won't change." She speaks.

"Little brother? What little brother are you talking about?"

They glanced at each other before dropping another bomb on me. "The Donnes are not just a normal typical Donne family, but we are also a creature, we are called crows."

Suddenly, I held my index finger between us, stopping them from continuing. Okay,