Willow's Cry by Beverly Ovalle

Author:Beverly Ovalle [Ovalle, Beverly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781980538097
Amazon: 1980538093
Goodreads: 39301159
Publisher: Independently published
Published: 2018-03-20T00:00:00+00:00

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Willow glanced wide eyed at Sarah. She appeared too rigid to be the Oak King’s mate. How she managed to get pregnant boggled her mind. She just didn’t seem the type to let a dryfaun near her, let alone seduce her. But she had. There had to be more to her than Willow could see.

Alex seemed nothing like his mother, but he was different than Peter, too. He roamed freely, not anchored to a tree, but he felt as if he belonged here, in the forest. He was touched by Gaia, but, how, Willow wasn’t sure.

His presence anchored her. His strong form called to her, settled her. With him, she could bear the loss of her tree if she needed to. With him, she would not wither and die. She could sense the connection to the land in him.

Sarah didn’t have a connection. Peter did. He was so old, he would die if his oak did. Dryfauns, even the Oak King himself, couldn’t survive, even if Sarah stayed around. But Sarah didn’t live nearby, not near enough. Willow just couldn’t picture it. From two different worlds, they never should have met, let alone become entwined.

Looking at Sarah with Peter, Willow thought maybe she was wrong. Maybe Sarah would stay. Just the presence of her might help. If she knew.

Willow wiped the sting from her eyes. Peter treated her like a daughter. Finding her tree uprooted by storms and washed ashore in this little grove far from home, frightened her. She’d just been a babe. Homesick, knowing she’d never return again, she’d lived up to her name. Her weeping drew the Oak King to her side. His shoulder became familiar, eventually replacing the family she’d left behind.

Seeing him so stricken, Willow just wanted to wrap her arms around him and hold him close. Letting out a shaky breath, she knew it was Sarah’s place, not hers.

“We’ve done all we can.” Alex’s comforting arms surrounded her. “We just have to pray it’s enough.”

“I know.” She turned in his arms. Sliding her arms around his waist, Willow burrowed her face into his chest. “I just can’t lose him, too.”

“Me either.” Alex’s voice roughened, his arms tightening around her. “Especially now I know why he never lived with us.” He pulled her closer, plastering her against him. “I can forgive him. I just wish he’d told me.”

“You would have thought him crazy.” Willow melted into his embrace, his arms a safe place. If she could climb inside him she would, but he wasn’t a tree even if he radiated the same comfort to her.

“Maybe.” Alex sighed. “I know I hear the whispers of the wind. Sometimes the trees and land around me seem to speak to me.” He shook his head. “I thought maybe I was just a bit more sensitive to my environment.”

“I think your mom’s side mixed with your father’s made you unique.”

Alex’s sudden laugh sent shivers up her spine.

“That’s one way of looking at it.” He sniffed. “I better get back to supper or no one will eat.

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