Chapter 22

Alayana’s POV

“No. Clarke. I want to eat strawberry cake and I want to eat the one I bake.” I looked at her sincerely.

“No… Alpha Isaac will scold us if he knew you worked in the kitchen…” Oliva said. Clarke looked troubled as she didn’t know how to convince me.

Clarke agreed after a few minutes. I think she mind linked someone to take permission.

“Great!!! I will help you with ingredients.” Oliva said with excitement.

I agreed and Clarke also followed us as she is not busy in hospital.

All the ingredients were already available in the kitchen so we didn’t have to buy anything.

Clarke and Oliva stood beside as they saw me spacing out.

“Is there something going on in your mind?” Clarke asked, helping me get the ingredients out. I added everything in correct proportions but still I didn’t look confident on what I am doing

“No. Nothing.”

“Why do you ask?”

“You know you can share anything if you want.” sh