**** Aaron’s PoV ****
Learning that my family was descended from Poseidon, had been a hard pill to swallow. Everything I had learned about a world I used to think didn’t exist, had thrown me into a tailspin. Figuring out how to trigger my own transformation be of any assistance would be my focus now. The unanswered questions Poseidon had left for me, only fueled a deeper desire to discover the answers I needed. Calypso decided that I needed time to process everything, while her own questions were left burning under the surface.
The primary question I wondered about was the child that had been prophesized. It was supposed to be the child of the rightful ruler and the first magical child born after Poseidon unleashed his rage against their kind, would this child have to be mine? I passed
