It's the one thing Willow loved the most back in the day.
The greenhouse.
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Knocking on Elias's door with a hint of irritation, I tap my foot impatiently on the porch.
I was hoping I'd find Willow resting in her bedroom this morning, but Grandfather told me that she was up bright and early and said she'd be with Aurora.
Practicing again, no doubt.
Ever since she embraced her powers, she's been determined to hone her skills every chance she gets.
I wish she'd just rest.
Elias is the one to greet me at the door, relief on his face.
“I was just gonna come looking for you. My beta brought back news about the Blood Claw wolves who attacked you guys last night.”
“And?” I say with an expectant frown as I step inside. “What did Dillon say?”
Elias sighs as he closes the door behind us, patting my shoulder. “The group that attacked you was murdered by the demons between Girdwood and Seward.”
“Good riddance,” I mumble bitterly under my breath.
“We sent their body parts back to Alpha Grant with a warning to keep their wolves out of our territory. They're on their own. We're not responsible for his wolves, even if the demons come for them.”
“So, no alliance, then?”
Elias shakes his head. “They lost the opportunity the moment those wolves came after you and Willow. We don't need them.”
“Thanks, Elias,” I nod in agreement, grateful that my brother handled the situation the same way I would have.
If I'm being entirely honest, I would have set fire to the whole pack for what they pulled last night. But leaving them to fend for themselves is enough punishment on its own.
After all, Snehvolk has an advantage that none of the other packs have.
“Are the girls training downstairs?” I ask Elias, and he nods, pointing toward the kitchen.
“Want a drink?”
I shake my head. “I wanted to take Willow away from training for a bit.”
Elias nods, then calls Aurora through the mind link, asking her to let Willow know I'm here.
“Thanks, man,” I tell him, turning when I hear the hinges on the door that leads to the underground training room.
Willow appears from the hallway, her eyes twinkling with a smile on her lips when she sees me. I cross the small distance between us, noticing how faint the scar on her cheek has become.
She doesn't miss the bracelet I'm still wearing, her eyes flicking to my wrist as I lift my hand to her face, my breath caught with wonder.
“I think your training is healing you,” I breathe, and Willow giggles lightly, her cheeks flushing when I touch her creamy flesh.
“Probably…” Willow gives me a sheepish smile. “What happened? Why did you need to see me?”
I smirk as I grab Willow's hand and pull her out of the house. “I have something to show you,” I tell her, to which she frowns.
“Please don't tell me this is another surprise. You know what happened the last time.”
