Willow Maeve Stilinski left Beacon Hills when she was only sixteen and pregnant. She was scared and alone unsure who she could trust or love but when Deucalion finds her he helps her understand her powers. She follows the Alpha Pack all the way back...
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Willow tiptoed into the living room, her voice soft, "Time for bed, my love." She crouched beside Lucius, rubbing soothing circles on his back. "Come on, sweetheart."
Lucius's eyes were closed, but he murmured, "Grandpa Duke, Ethan, Aiden and I are watching a movie, Mommy."
A chuckle escaped Willow's lips as she glanced at the twins. "Come on, little man. Let's get ready for bed." Aiden scooped up Luke and carried him away, disappearing down the hall.
"I can just imagine you were the same way as a kid," Deucalion remarked as the last trace of the boys vanished.
Willow nodded, taking Luke's spot beside Deucalion. "My mom had to drag me away from movie nights with Dad. My brother was even worse. He'd bring his pillow downstairs. But it was a good way to tire him out."
Deucalion chuckled. "You were just as stubborn, Willow. Even the day I found you."
A warm smile spread across Willow's face. "Can you blame me? A blind man took me in, promising me the world for me and my baby. And now, here we are." Her voice softened.
A sharp cry cut through the air. Willow was on her feet in an instant, her heart pounding. "Ethan?"
"It's Luke," Ethan panted. Before he could finish, Willow had pushed past him, her eyes locking onto the chaotic scene. Aiden was struggling to hold down a thrashing Luke.
"Lucius?" Willow knelt beside her son, her voice gentle. "What's wrong, sweetheart?"
Aiden caught his breath. "He was fine, then he just started freaking out."
Willow cradled Luke's face in her hands. His eyes were glowing an eerie gray as he fought against Aiden's grip. "It hurts," he whimpered. "The magic hurts. They're hurting me."
Tears streamed down Luke's face as he sobbed. With gentle strength, Willow pulled him into her arms. "Shhh, it's okay, my love. I'm here. They can't hurt you."
Luke's body trembled against hers. "Heather," he whispered, his voice barely audible.
