Novel & Cerita Willow X Player

I said, glancing at the clock that hung on the wall. “Xavier!” I heard a familiar voice call out to him, he turned around calmly and Willow stood before him with her arms at akimbo. “Willow!” He called out to her, she seemed shocked seeing us together. She took a calm stride over to us and sat next to him. “Hi, you two know each other?” She asked. I nodded no. “No, we met here, you know her?” Xavier asked. “She’s the lady that wanted the job!” Willow said, Xavier shifted his gaze to me calmly.

"How can you cover that up?" "With substituted memories." Willow said. "I did the same thing when we took on Jade and your father, Aiden." She peered over at Aiden, whose jaw tensed slightly. That's news to him... "How long will that last?" Lily asked her. "As long as I need them to." Willow said. "Or at least until I can create a memory that will put those deaths at ease." "Willow's abilities have grown stronger over the last few years. She can get the job done." Dante supported her.

“Anyway, I’m only letting this rest, FOR NOW, because Willow also told me you’ve gotten her enrolled into her dream program in the university. She’s very happy.” “She told you that? What are you two now? Besties?” I ask in a very annoyed tone and he rolls his eyes. “Oh, don’t be such a jealous Betty, you would be close with her as well if you had not rejected her the way you did.” He disses me and rises to his feet, leaving me fuming on mine. “I’ll be keeping an eye on Eleanor. I don’t know what you mean when you say Willow needs her for character growth, but if she steps a toe out of line, I’m going Beta mode on her.”

Alpha Henry introduced us. {Willow. Her name is Willow} Trevor whispered as we all shook hands. I noticed that Willow tried to avoid shaking mine and I furrowed my brow at her. After everyone else had shook hands, I pointedly held out my hand to her. She saw it and cringed but was forced to reach out for it. As soon as we touched, I knew. {Mate!} Trevor howled and I grinned.

Willow says more coldly to me as she moves from my arms around her, and I can tell that she is still hurt from my distrust in her. Just then all the Alpha’s move towards us and they look at the wolf laying unconscious on the ground in front of us. “Who is he?” Alpha Reese asks. Willow wipes the tears from her eyes and says, “He is my other mate, Alpha Shawn.” “I never heard of an Alpha Shawn.” Alpha Caleb says as he looks at Shawn’s wolf. “He was my Beta. Luna Willow gave him her Alpha wolf.” I tell Alpha Caleb and he shakes his head in understanding.

That scumbag they were talking about was probably him. Xena and Willow were pen pals, and apparently, they did not hold back when sharing details. Just as he was mulling over this revelation, his expression shifted abruptly. He murmured, "Wait… what's this?"

---------- -Willow’s POV- Later that night, as I lay in bed, I thought about the decision I had made. For a long time, I had been running. I had been hiding from my past, hiding from my family, and trying to protect Ace in the shadows. But standing next to Silas made me feel like I could stand in the light. I wasn't just a C-list actress or the discarded daughter of the Sinclairs anymore. I was Willow Mercer. I picked up my phone one last time and scrolled through the comments on the articles. People were shocked, some were curious, and many were supportive. For once, the gossip didn't hurt. I felt a sense of power.

The woman leaned toward Willis, smiled enticingly, and said, “Master Willis, don't be angry. Come, have a drink. Master Willow can easily take care of anything for you.” Master Willow handed Willis a glass of wine and said with a smile, “Master Willis, you should know that I have more disciples than those two. Since they’re not as skilled as others, it’s their time to die. However, I'm very interested in the guy you're talking about right now.” Willis took the glass of wine and gulped the contents. He leaned back on the sofa with little interest and said, “I don’t know that kid. He was brought by Troy. He’s very young and in his 20s. He goes by the name of Philip Clarke.”

She paused for a moment before adding, “Of course, we get the credit, you get the rewards.” Kayson shrugged. He did not really care about the rewards, though. The hair began to burn, and the smoke was fluttering toward a direction. “Let’s go!” Kayson had just finished speaking, yet he was already standing several feet away from Willow. Willow was shocked. “He’s fast!” She circulated her inner energy and followed after Kayson. She was a level-1 Admiralporium member and would become a laughingstock if she couldn’t catch up to Kayson.

"Oh, really? So what you mean to say is your witch doesn't have her gifts, and is yet to fully master her magic, yes?" At length I nodded. Before she could say anything else I cut in, "Look, I know... Willow. Where she doesn't have gifts or stable powers, she makes up for it with determination and cunning. She's a fighter and for now, she's only facing a difficult situation. She just...she just needs a little help from us."