Jean Winters stayed up all night long unable to get her body to shut down for the night as it waited in the anticipation of seeing her daughter alive and well. It had been a long night for the matriarch as things between herself and her son had become strained, their relationship turned to stone with his anger.
When she had first learned that Alexa had been found by the pack her heart had jumped in her throat and she had to squash the irrational fear that flooded her. She was terrified that they would somehow see the power she possessed locked away and that they would take her child from her. She was what they were unknowingly waiting for and that alone put her eighteen-year-old daughter in so much trouble.
She had to remind herself that the spell she had done to lock that part of her daughter away was powerful and that to any supernatural being she would have appeared nothing more than human.
