Willow Tree Academy Novels & Stories

She laughs heartily, “Let’s do it. I love training.” “You have to be the only person I know who gets excited about training.” She smiles and gives me a wink, “I enjoy the things I excel at.” We walk out to the fields together where everyone is sitting on the grass waiting for us. Xander is standing in front pairing the teams. As Willow and I walk onto the field every member bows their head in unison, “Alpha,” they greeted. Willow stopped just short of the front of the crowd. I didn’t want to embarrass her by making her stand before them but marked or not she is my mate, and they need to respect her as such. I walked back toward Willow and held my hand out to her.

He had notice something growing on its trunk, a smooth bump that was a size of a person’s face, worrying that it was a parasite he had tried to gently claw it off, but deep green liquid had ooze out, he had gotten scared, afraid of hurting the tree and decided to let it be, That night he had slept on the roots of the willow. Restless he couldn’t shake the feeling of violence inside of him, his beast growling and twitching, he wanted blood, he glanced back from where he stood pressing his face on the tree as if telling her he would come back, he ran. He needed to release such anger. ...

A few of the younger ones had gathered already, stretching and testing their reflexes. Willow stood on the sidelines with her hands on her hips, watching them closely. She lifted her chin when I approached. “Can I watch?” she asked. “You always watch,” I said lightly. “But you can stay closer today if you want.” She beamed and settled beside Elysia, who had brought a basket of herbs to sort while she observed. The two of them whispered back and forth, Willow pointing out wolves she recognized, Elysia quietly encouraging her guesses about techniques and stances. I couldn’t keep the smile off my face.

Adonis asked. “I’m with Luigi,” Willow said. “We’re safe.” “But where?” Adonis asked. Willow told him that they were up in the Merdock National Forest in some sort of hideaway cabin arranged by Corloni. The path was marked by a fallen tree, about ten miles past the first lookout. They were receiving supplies from two men, the same men who had brought the satellite phone. “It’s pretty well hidden,” Willow said. “I don’t think anyone will find us here.”

“Why did you leave and not tell me? Have I done something to offend you, Posey? You know…how I act around you… what I say to you sometimes… it’s just who I am, and it doesn’t mean anything.” “I know.” “Then what’s going on?” Her nostrils flare, but she looks down at her lap, her blush creeping down her neck. “Willow has a list, you know. To sleep with someone from every place she visits. She’s doing it because she likes it but also because she thinks she’ll meet her mate when she gets back to Crescent Falls, and then it’s over. Her life begins.” She wrings her hands, scrubbing the lotion in deeper, like her fingers hurt, especially the tips.

TWO MONTHS LATER... Willow wore a huge smile on her face as she climbed up the podium for her high school diploma. High school had ended and she wondered what life had left for her, she applied for scholarships to get into her dream school, UC Berkely but she couldn't get in. Instead, she got to Palo Alto University which wasn't far away from home.

When two Guardians stand in light, And one returns from endless night, The Queen shall walk the hidden way, Where stars beneath the willow stay."» Silence followed. Rowan was the first to speak. "Stars beneath the willow..." Wesley's eyes widened. "The Ancient Willow Tree." "The one inside Willowbrook Academy." Orion nodded slowly. "The oldest place in the academy." "It has existed longer than recorded history." Aurel smiled. "The prophecy is revealing the next path." "Our next Guardian sleeps beneath Willowbrook." --- Before we could begin planning, a soft chime echoed through the temple.

she asked. “There’s more,” I said quickly. “Alice is going to be in a school play. Lily was there when the invitation came. She convinced Ace to let her do it.” Willow turned sharply. “A play?” “Yes. And Lily plans to attend.” That did it. Willow’s composure cracked—not dramatically, but enough for me to see the fury beneath. Her jaw set. Her hands curled slightly at her sides. “She’s embedding herself,” Willow said. “Public appearances. School events. Next it will be parent-teacher meetings and photographs.”

Just like everything else since he’d walked into BludHeaven Academy. Classes dragged. Third period Supernatural Plants and Herbs had ended with Professor Thorne assigning a weekend project on bloodroot variants—something I barely registered because the bond with Elara still thrummed golden and warm in my chest, keeping me grounded even when the stares and whispers tried to cut deeper.

“You could die if you don’t know how to contain your magic or the change. That’s what the academy is for. It’s to help you manage all of it.” “Why me?” my voice quivered. “I don’t get it.” “I wish I could tell you why the huntress chose you, but I don’t have that answer. But, you can find out if you learn how to tap into your magic. You can talk to her yourself.” “I can?” I froze. “She’ll tell me?” Elijah sighed, tipping his head to the side. “Hopefully. Sometimes she doesn't give direct answers, but I think she’s got something big planned for you. I think you’re important.”