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Cupcakes and Pie?

Thanks lilah_was_here and Too_many_books8 for following me:) Also thanks AlexSho again for commenting, it's really funny to look at the comments. Here's another quote. "Don't give me a gift card for Christmas, just give me your soul. I collect them. " Soul cookies! Delicious. That sounds so disturbing, but you're not here to read my babbles so here's the book.

Val P.O.V.
I opened my eyes to see Oliver taking clothes out of the drawers and packing them into a suitcase. "What are you doing?" I asked, still feeling groggy.   "Packing. " He responded.

"I know that I mean why?" I told him annoyedly.  "It's not safe here. " He said and looked at me then when back to packing. "What makes it not safe? " I asked.

"They broke in, incapacitated all of us, then they kidnapped you and tortured
you in an abandoned house. I think that makes a place unsafe. " He stared at me the whole time.

"Then where are we going?" I asked. "The pack. " He told me. "What? Wait, does Dom know about all of this?" I asked worriedly. "Yes, Nico explained it all, including the whole werewolf thing." He told me.

"Okay. " I was extremely relieved that Dom knew. I went over to help him pack.  I went to grab some clothes when Oliver swiftly picked me up and plopped me down on the bed, then he went back to packing. I was stunned for a second then I asked, dumbfound "What was that for?"

"You have to relax. " Oliver told me. "Why? " I asked confusedly. "You were cut with a silver blade, it depends what the concentration of silver to tell the length of the healing period. " He told me. "What?" I asked, still confused.

"Your gash will take about a week to a month to heal. If you strain yourself it may never heal properly. " He told me while still packing. "That's not straining myself. " I told him while getting up to help. "I'm getting dressed." I told him determinedly. He ignored me so I went straight for some clothes.

I grabbed a nice green flowing tank that said "Either you die a hero, or you live long enough to see yourself become the villain. Which do you chose?" I also grabbed black leggings and went into the bathroom to change. I put on my clothes and braided my hair so it wasn't a complete green mess. I was kind of angry that I would have to meet his pack with green hair, but I couldn't change that. I walked out and stood in front of him.

He looked at me annoyedly then went back to finishing the packing. I sat back down on the bed, annoyed at his actions. "You can walk down to the door if you want. " He told me. I nodded then pushed myself up. I walked over to the door and was hit with a dizzy spell.

I grabbed the doorframe for support and took a deep breath. I felt Oliver wrap his arm around my waist. "You okay?" He asked sincerely. "I'm fine. " I told him and pushed him away. I walked over to the wall and used it for support.

Oliver picked me up and carried me towards the stairs. "Hey!" I said angrily. He smiled and kept walking. I grumbled and let him carry me down. When we got to the door I dropped down onto my feet and leaned against the wall.

I had an evil thought and asked him sweetly "I'll not do anything, if you give me cupcakes and pie. " "Sure, it's in the fridge. " He told me. "Why should I care?" I asked smiling evilly. He looked at me, weirdly then realized what I meant.

He groaned and turned to get me the cupcakes and pie. "What kind?" He asked, still annoyed. "Pumpkin pie and red velvet cupcakes please. " I said happily.

He grabbed a plate an served me a slice of pie and a cupcake. He walked back upstairs to grab the suitcases. I devoured the food excitedly. "Why, do you have sugary food?" Dom asked from behind me.

"Because Oliver is awesome!" I told her, the sugar starting to kick in. "How are we still alive?" She muttered. "Because you aren't stupid enough to cross me. " I told her, my tone darkening.

"Oliver's going to get us killed. " She mumbled to herself. She walked down to the stairs to the hall that led to Miles' room, probably to go to the garage. Finally Oliver came down with the suitcases and dropped them off in the garage. I followed him down, slowly to make sure I didn't hurt myself.

After I took the last step down the stairs my side flared up. I took a sharp breath and pressed my hand into the wound. Oliver was on me in an instant. He slid his arm around me and the other under my legs. He picked me up and carried me to the garage. I wanted to fight back but the pain was flaring up like flashes, my own legs wouldn't hold me.

He carried me to Nico's truck and sat me down beside him. All the stuff was already in the back so we went straight to driving. I leaned against Oliver, the pain had started to ease. I thought about randomly poking people's faces but my energy reserve was gone. I fell asleep on Oliver's shoulder after passing a beautiful patch of those weird plants. Again.

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I woke up sort of when Oliver picked me up and carried me into a large house, even bigger than the one we were in before. "Where are we?" I asked, still partially asleep. "The pack house." He replied. We walked through the house, but I was to tired to pay attention. He laid me down on a bed and positioned himself beside me. "What's it like here?" I asked, waking up a bit more.

"It's nice, my family enjoys messing with me but other than that, it's great." He said distractedly. "Do your parents know I'm here?" I asked curiously. "They don't know you exist." He told me. "Oh." I was slightly shocked. "Out of my family, I'm the only one who hasn't, or at least hadn't found my mate. " He told me. "But now that I have her, I'm not letting her go." He said possessively.

"Relax, I'm not planing on running away any time soon." I told him with a smile. He snuggled into the point where my neck meets my shoulder and took a deep breath. "There are some things we need to talk about in more, depth. " He paused at depth, like he wasn't sure what word to use. "Like what?" I asked.

"Mates."

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Here's a quote.
"Friends are like the waves of the ocean. But the true ones stay,
Like the octopus on your face."
This is literally my most favourite quote ever.