The Owl House Hunter X Willow Novels & Stories

Willow was sound asleep when something nudged her arm suddenly. She rubbed her eyes drowsily. The deer that she had been playing with had come into her room. A dove flew in, perched on her bed, and started chirping at her. She turned around and saw that Olivia was missing. Something was wrong. Willow jumped out of bed and ran off with the deer. Ethan gradually slowed down. He could hear Cyril calling for him from a distance, but Olivia's voice was very close. It sounded like she was in trouble.

Willow inquired attentively while rubbing her belly to help ease the pain of the baby stretching. “I appreciate the offer, but I already ate at Ogra’s.” She looked down at Lili’s pouting face.She smiled at her little sister attentively. She looked back up to see Willow mimicking her little sister’s pouting face.”Fine I will stay for a cup of tea and some pastries if you have any.” A huge smile spread across their faces. They stayed at Willow’s till it was dark talking and telling stories. Hunter sat quietly and listened with a big smile on his face. Enjoying his new life with a family that loved him.

Scarlett's voice was a quiet whisper. Willow released a sigh before she repeated what she said, “I found out that Harrison had another mate, a chosen one when I got to his pack. He hid it from us.” “Harrison had another mate, and you never cared to tell me?” Scarlett's voice held an accusation. Willow expected a whole lot of things from Scarlett. She expected that Scarlett would first scream in shock, but she seemed to be taking everything well. Willow felt like she was not surprised enough, or did she already…. Willow's eyes widened at her thoughts.

Xander pipes in, “That’s kind of why we are here. Willow here was raised by humans. She knows nothing of her family history. She didn’t even know she was a wolf until she shifted for the first time. We were hoping you would be able to shed some light on things for us.” Olivia nodded her head and offered us to join her in the back of the store as she flipped a sign on her door letting people know that the shop was closed. She led us through her beaded curtain and into another room with a round table, six wooden chairs, and shelves that adorned each wall were filled with a variety of magical objects. It reminded me of something out of a horror movie. “Please, Have a seat,” she offered, gesturi

If only Xavier knew I had already compiled the report, it would be just a matter of printing it and giving it to him. "Very well," he said, and I took a few steps back, shifting into my wolf, Willow. "She is still spectacular," Xavier said when I was fully shifted. He rubbed Willow's ear and then wandered off toward the entrance of the pack house. Willow took control and darted off in the direction of home, while my mind shifted to the heartbreaking night when I was blessed with both Lex and Willow. We were preparing for the blood moon festival when I lost my balance and tumbled over.

Mathew had a small smile on his face as he gave the couple the box and rushed off to the back of the room. Inside there was a door collar with a heart and a tag that said Hershey, and a picture of Willow's whole family with a Golden Retriever with them. Willow was only three in the picture. Hershey was her first and last dog. Willow's eyes filled with tears as she looked up Mathew who came back holding a tiny little dog in his arms. "Meet Hershey." He said as passed the dog to an equally in awe Knox. The tiny puppy squirmed and licked Knox's face, tail wagging furiously. Willow felt her heart melt at the sight.

I guess I would find out soon enough. They stood when I entered and bowed to show their respect. Hein looked more tired than usual. I think our raven-haired huntress had kept him up all night. Now that she had gotten her wolf, she was in heat and will probably get pregnant soon. Damn him! But he will never have the one that’s growing inside my mate! I will raise it as my own. She had better make good on her promise to reject him as her soulmate. If she didn’t, there will be consequences.

Then I shook myself and hurried after him, the sound of my boots crunching on the forest floor painfully loud compared to his silent movements. Xander was a shadow among shadows, his wolf form blending seamlessly with the dappled light filtering through the canopy. He sniffed the air, ears twitching as he picked up on things I couldn’t sense. Watching him hunt was like witnessing a perfectly choreographed dance—every movement purposeful, every step silent.

I couldn’t move, so I kept my eyes shut and panted, attempting to bear the pain. The sound of wolves howling caused my eyes to snap open. It was the only thing I could move. That’s when I saw Oakley standing where I had only a short while ago. I could swear he was looking directly at me. Oakley was Xavier’s wolf, be was a large brown wolf. If he saw me, he would immediately tell Gunner. He follows the rules just as closely as Xavier does. Now not able to move, even if I could. I watched Oakley shift. “It’s too dangerous. You all go around. I’m going down the hill,” Xavier yelled before sliding down the hill on his two feet.

It wasn’t just the Royal from that night we had to worry about. Why were powerful immortals hunting Allison? And why did that Witch call her a Halfling? The questions clawed at my brain, driving me toward a dangerous edge. I couldn’t track the Witch. I couldn’t interrogate the corpse. But finding Allison? That was still within my power. She had left her tracker behind, which complicated things, but I wasn’t some fresh recruit. There were other ways to hunt a person, immortal and human alike. It would take time I didn’t have, but I had no choice.