WILLOW
“Don’t freak out Willow honey but your dad, he bought you an island as well.” Nathan grimaces, no doubt enjoying himself at my expense.
“Ignore him,” Terrence huffs, rolling his eyes at the chuckling lawyer.
“What? Willow looks like she can take a joke. Can’t you, Willow?”
“Not really,” I say dryly. Then, I turn to my dad. “What else did you buy?”
“It’s um,” he winces, most likely guessing that I’m close to my wit’s end. “Jewelry. For the solstice ball. Helen said you’re going.”
“It’s a rare diamond, with a setting of rubies. It was worn by a Lycan queen, over a thousand years ago.”
“And how much did this rare necklace cost?”
“What does it matter?”
“It does! I could have that money donated to charity. Or an orphanage. There are children starving at those orphanages, who
