Secrets Of River Valley

Chapter 35

After putting the finishing touches on her oreo cheese cake. She smiled. Though her smile was not of pour joy, she wanted nothing but to think positive. Releasing a soft sigh, her smile instantly falling as she grabbed the bowl containing cookie dough. At that moment, a boy came in wearing a blue polo and white beach shorts.

His blonde shoulder length hair pulled into a high ponytail. His eyes widen at the sight before him. The once spotless kitchen was buried in baked goods.

"Holy... fudge..." He breathed out, looking around at the pastry covered kitchen in shock. His gaze soon landed on the girl behind the counter. The same girl that's sparked his interest before. The same girl that made him smile with her shyness.

Resting the bowl on the counter, Azaya quickly grabbed her mittens, as the timer chimed. Pulling the oven door open, and pulled out the tray of rainbow cupcakes. Resting the tray on the counter.

"Hey" he said, stepping closer to the island with a wide smile.

"Uh..hi" she replied softly, unsure of what to say really. Taking a seat on the stool across from her, tilting his head to the side observing her as she swirled the frosting on the top of the cupcakes, occasionally glimpsing up at him. Having the feeling she's met him before.

"You don't remember me do you" he asked, grabbing one of her famous French bread sticks from the bread basket.

"You look... familiar" she replied softly, stacking the cupcakes on a empty plate along side the various types of cupcakes. "How did you even get here" she asked without a second thought. Recalling the fact that Mist said no one could enter her secret garden, only her.

"Jason" he began "We met at the grocery store" he paused, leaning forward and said. "And Misty is my sister" a small smile appearing on his soft lips. She gazed at him in shock. She didn't know of Mist having any relatives. Even though they hadn't known eachother for very long.

"Oh, she's never mentioned you" she stated softly, laying the parchment paper in the baking tin.

"That's a shame" he replied, watching closely while she watched her hands and began to separate the dough and laying them on parchment paper. "so, how are you enjoying our town"

Other than being kidnapped and short circuiting the entire school and neighborhood.

"It's been great" she shrugged, sliding the baking tin into the preheated oven. Though she sounded genuine, he somehow heard the hit of sarcasm in her tone.

       "Then why don't I believe you" he stated, looking down at his second stick of bread. He had to admit it was good. Her brow's raised in confusion.

         "I don't know" she replied softly, shaking her head. Jason smiled at her shyness. He wasn't the type to go after, let alone talk to a shy girl. Yet he was enjoying his conversation with her. The first time he laid eyes on her, he was stunned by how beautiful she was. But the moment he realised that she was the shy type. He threw all his thoughts out the window.

        But her eyes, her naturally tanned skin, and just everything. Every little detail about her haunted him like a ghost in the night.

"Holy captain crunch" Misty breathed out, cutting Jason off before he could form a sentence. Her gaze lingering around the room in shock.

      "This girl knows how to hide a room" Pam stated bluntly, strolling into the kitchen un-bothered by the overflowing pastry. Grabbing the knife and plate, slicing into the double crusted cheesecake with raspberry jelly and cherry's on top.
   
        "Azaya, how....." she paused, unsure of what to say in this situation. She doesn't even remember restocking the fridge. Her attention soon turned towards Jason who was still ogling Azaya who was cleaning the bowl in the sink while stripping the paper off the side of the rainbow cupcake. "Jason" grabbing his attention.

        "What" he answered in annoyance, turning to face her. Of course he had pure love towards his sister, but that didn't help the fact that he found her annoying.

           "When did you get here" she asked in confusion. Jason shrugged, turning his attention back to Azaya who was now munching on brownies.

         "Last night" he replied, noticing the slight shiver from Azaya. Her brownie fell from her grasp, as she bellowed In pain. "Azaya" he exclaimed, grabbing the girls attention as he rushed to her aid.

        "Azaya" the girls exclaim, rushing towards her in shock. Azaya hissed in pain as the surges within her grew unbearable, bolts of lightening could be seen shooting rapidly through her vains.

       "Ahhh" Jason exclaimed, as his hands came in contact with her skin. Bolts of lightening rapidly rushing through her vains. She bellowed In pain as the surges ragged through her body. The pain became more and more intense as the minutes flew by. Jason groaned, stumbling back as if realising what's happening to her.
  
         "Jason, what's wrong" Misty asked, holding her best friend close. She couldn't feel the heat radiating from Azaya's body as she glowed a radiant light blue.

          "I think....she's going into heat" he said in fright. Backing away slowly as his wolf forced it's way to the surface. He could feel the heatwaves rolling off her at a tremendous rate.

         "How's that possible...." Pam ask in disbelief, kneeling before her. "Only wolves can go into heat".
     
      

       
 

        Bang!!!

         The sound of his fist connecting with the oak wood office table. "What" his voice bombed. He was livid. "How could you lose them....you imbeuciles"

         Jeremiah who was leaning against the wall just beside the window, huffed gazing out the window. The thought of losing her again angered him. She was his. No one else's but his. He couldn't lose her again. She was his other half, his sanity. He loved her even if she didn't love him.

         "Jeremiah" Larry yelled for the tenth time, finally grabbing his attention.

         "What!!!" Jeremiah hissed, turning to face him.
  
         "Go to plan B" plopping down in his office chair, turning to face him. "if we can't use one weakness, we'll just have to use another" Larry smirked, rocking his chair back and forth.

          "You promised you'd leave her out of this" Jeremiah hissed, clutching his fist. Larry chuckled dryly, twirling his chair so his back was facing them.

          "Now, now, son. I won't harm her, she's just....how do you say.....a puppet in my little show"