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I was baking wolf-shaped chocolate cookies. But my wolf cookies looked like stray dogs.
"Geez. I guess this will do" I sighed as I took the last batch of cookies from the hot oven.
I'm not really a fan of baking and I wasn't a good baker ever since. I just saw this pastry book at Spencer's office and decided to bake cookies for Gavin's birthday.
Yup. Today is Gavin's birthday.
Yesterday, when we were at the waterfalls, Spencer told me that today is Gavin's eighteenth birthday. I really didn't know he was that young.
So instead of buying him gifts, I decided to make these simple tokens of gift. Even if I like to buy him a present, I don't have money and I don't want to ask some from Spencer. Though I know he'll give me the amount I'm asking for. Even more.
Spencer bought Gavin a brand new yellow ferrari sports car as a gift. Where will Gavin use his new car if he has three more expensive cars in his garage? He barely even uses them.
Geez. Rich people. I just can't understand them.
"Stop eating the cookies!" I slapped Spencer's hands as he was about to take another cookie from the tray.
"But I want more'" he pouted.
"You've eaten half of what I baked!" I rolled my eyes on him.
"Why do you even have to bake this for Gavin? You don't do that for me" he complained as he cross his arms around his chest.
"Because it's his birthday" I said.
"Geez. So I have to wait for my birthday before you bake me cookies too?" he asked.
"Of course" I nodded with a smile.
"That's like six months from now!" he exclaimed.
"Then you have to wait. And please be a helpful person and coat these" I said giving him the tray of cookies, a bowl of melted white chocolate and a brush.
Just then, the phone rang. Spencer got to it first.
"If you don't have anything important to say then better call later. We re busy" he said as my eyes widen hearing what he said.
"Oh sorry, Henrietta" Spencer replied when the person on the other line talked.
"Babe, Henrietta wants to talk to you" Spencer said handing the phone to me. I got it from him as walked out of the room.
"Don't eat those!" I reminded Spencer as I left him.
"Hi Henrietta!" I greeted her.
"Hi Darlene, I see you and Spencer's busy" she teased.
"Just baking cookies for Gavin. It's his birthday" I said.
"I know" she replied with a change in her voice.
"Are you okay?" I asked her.
"Yes, I called to tell you about my mate" she started.
"You know him" she continued.
"Well, you might want to tell me his name because I'm no fortune teller and I don't read minds" I told her.
"My mate. He's..." she seemed unsure whether to tell me or not.
"He's who?" I impatiently asked.
"Gavin" she almost whispered.
"Gavin? As in Spencer's brother?" I gasped in total awe.
"Yes" she answered.
"Oh my gosh! I'm so happy for both of you!" I said excitedly.
"Please don't tell anyone. Nobody knows but you and me" she pleaded me. If she were her, she might have knelt in front of me.
"What do you mean?" I asked her.
"Gavin doesn't know his my mate" she sadly told me.
"How come? I thought when a wolf saw his or her mate, they'd immediately know because of the sparks and silly tingles?" I asked her in confusion.
"Wolves only find their mate when they turn eighteen. Gavin would know now that he's eighteen. But he'll never know unless he saw me" she said.
"But didn't you feel that before?" I asked her.
"No. The day I turned eighteen was the day I left Spencer's territory. Amd that was like four years ago. I never came back not until my last visit there. That's why I didn't know. And I've only discovered it the day of the party" she explained. So Henrietta's older than Gavin for about four years. Well, age doesn't matter, right?
Now I understand. Wolf things are so complicated. I thought.
"Then come back here and show yourself to Gavin" I suggested.
"No, I can't. That's one of the reasons I left early. I don't want him to know I'm his mate" she sighed. Though I can't see her, I know she's really in a blur right now.
"So you're planning to hide it fom Gavin?" I asked her.
"Yes? Maybe. I think I'm not ready yet. His not ready yet" she said.
"Why did you say so?" I asked her.
I've known that mates are the most wonderful thing on earth. So how could she not know that, too?
"He knows I like Spencer" she said.
"I mean you know my past with Spencer. Like which isn't romantic or anything. I'm moving on" she sighed.
"Yeah, I understand" I smiled at her panic. I know they don't have a relationship like before and I trust both of them.
"Well, I don't know what to do Darlene" she sighed once again.
"I think you need to tell Gavin that you are his mate" I said vocalizing my thoughts.
"But-" she was really planning to hide it from Gavin.
"It's better if you tell him now. Eventually, he'll find out. Don't you think it'll be unfair for him that you know he's your mate and he doesn't evewn have the slightest clue" I told her.
"I'm really torn" she admitted.
"You know Gavin's a ladies man. What if she marks other girls because he thinks his mate is now where to be found?" I said. I only used the word 'ladies man' instead of 'man-whore' not to offend her but I'm sure I delivered the idea to her.
"He wouldn't dare!" Henrietta bursted.
"See. So better decide now" I said.
There was a long silence from her.
"I've decided to go back there. Now" she stated.
"Good" I smiled.
We talked about her flight here and said our goodbyes. I'm glad she'd made the right decision. The earlier, the better.
I'm really interested about Gavin's reaction when he'll discover that Henrietta's her mate. Very interesting.
Just then, Spencer came.
"What took you so long?" he asked me as I stood up.
"Nothing. Just talked to Henrietta" I answered him.
"What did you two talked about?" he interrogated me.
"Girl talk" I smiled. I think I'm not in the right position to tell him about Henrietta and her mate. He'll find out soon though. Very soon.
"I hate girl talk. All girls talk about are boys" he stated as he stuck his tongue out. Like he's gonna puke or something.
"Oh well, that's not my problem" I said chuckling at his reaction as we walked back to the kitchen.
"Spencer! You're a dead meat!" I shouted as I saw the almost empty cookie tray on top of the counter. There were only five cookies left. I chased a grinning Spencer out of the room.
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