Becoming the Luna - Chapter 375

“I need more eggs…” Dia blurts out, heading to the pantry.

They were already settled in the Dark Moon Pack’s kitchen, ingredients out and being readied for the start of a new cake.

There was a spare fridge in the pantry, large and rarely probed unless the main one was to be restocked.

That was where Dia headed for the eggs, she threw open the door hastily, impatient to get started on baking new cakes when a shocking sight greeted her.

Her scream carried to the kitchen, Heather immediately taking off in that direction, Renee hot on her tail.

“Darling, what…” Heather starts to inquire but doesn’t get far.

“I’m an absolute dunce!!!” Dia was yelling, gesticulating wildly at the contents of the fridge.

“W-what…”

Dia was already intensely scolding herself, facepalming over and over again.

Renee had enough of not understanding, pushing past Heather who was trying to calm Dia down to check the fridge for herself.

“Dia? Why are the cakes here?” She asks blankly, staring into the open fridge, the contents of it had been pushed to both sides to give space for the matching sliver and gold cakes sitting side by side.

“What? The cakes are there?” Heather repeats, also stepping forward to check.

“Yes! I can’t believe I forgot!” Dia exclaims.

“Wait, you put them there?” Renee asks for confirmation.

Dia looks sheepish at this, tucking her head in between her shoulders. “Maybe.”

“Unbelievable!” Heather exclaims, done with her overreacting mate.

“Why?” Renee asks in confusion. “What was wrong with our Pack House?”

“The twins.” Dia finally says with a heavy sigh. “They kept gobbling up all the smaller cakes I made, I was paranoid that they would do the same to this too.”

“Leon and Ian?” Heather asks for confirmation because Dia couldn’t be talking about who she was thinking about. “The Alpha’s older brothers?”

“Yes, them.”

“For some insane reason they’re obsessed with Dia’s baking.” Renee adds on. “But I don’t think they would eat the wedding cakes…” she trails off at a knowing look from Dia. “Okay, yeah, they definitely would.” Renee quickly corrects.

“It was smart of you to actually hide it then but how did you forget that you did?” Heather asks.

Dia just lets out a nervous chuckle. “Oops!”

Heather rolls her eyes fondly. “We better tell this to the others so we can get to finishing up the other preparations.”

•~•

“What is it?” Dream demands darkly when Kieran and Erin comes to find him, even a usually stoic Kieran is looking pretty sheepish.

“Um, we found the ring box.” Erin is the one to speak up.

“Thank fuck.” Dream mutters under his breath, making his way from where he had been standing at the hallway to the living room, dipping a hand in a bowl of mints to take one of the horrendous anti-sweets he can’t do without.

“Well, where is it?” He asks impatiently when he gets to them and no one was handing him anything, he was already fully dressed, the wedding was in less than half an hour, there was no time to waste.

“Mints has it.” Kieran says simply.

“What?” Dream blinks, upset with how severe the hairdo that Deidre had done for him was, it stretched the skin of his face in all the wrong ways but it was pretty so he would stand it.

“He thinks it’s a toy.” Erin winces.

Dream reaches up to rub his face in frustration but hold back when he remembers how much of his life was wasted on it.

“And you can’t get it back?” He asks the most obvious question.

Identical nods get given to him which is no surprise, Mints was a sweetheart but if he didn’t want to give you something, that was the end of it.

He starts angrily cursing under his breath even as he angrily made his way to the door, Kieran and Erin duitfully following him like he wasn’t a five feet, two inches pregnant Omega.

The journey took them to the end of a hallway where Mints was sitting, carefully hoarding a bunch of toy bones, the ring box hidden amongst them.

He perks up when he catches familiar scents, spinning around to face them and wagging his tail in excitement.

“So, which is it?” Dream asks, gesturing vaguely at Mints bone pile.

“The one with the black bow.” Erin is quick to say, stepping forward slightly which earns a loud growl from Mints, the dog going back to wagging his tail and and lolling his tongue happily when she steps back.

“That’s what he does whenever we try to get it.” Kieran explains, stepping forward as well, another ferocious snarl leaving the dog before he goes back to being all goofy and excited when Kieran steps back.

Dream sighs, wondering how he doesn’t have white hairs yet.

He simply steps forward, Mints excitement increasing at this as he spins in a small circle and whips his tail around at an inhuman speed.

Dream pets the dog when he asks for it by nudging his owner’s side, bending over with obvious difficulty to search for his ring box, mentally convincing himself to not murder his husband after their wedding.

He finally grabs the ring box and gets back up with a groan. “Fuck, I think I pulled a muscle.” He complains under his breath, waddling back to his apartment.

Only to find his parents waiting for him, Dia and Heather looking bright eyed and excited.

He narrows his eyes at them. “What happened? Actually wait… I don’t think I want to hear it.”

“Why are you playing with Mints toy?” Heather is the first to notice the big bone held in his hand.

“It’s my ring box, I’m marrying a child.” Dream informs them with a straight face.

Chirping silence surrounds the women at this, DD snickering behind them.

“Is no one going to compliment my work?” She pouts, fishing for compliments from her mom’s.

“You did so well, DD.” Heather is the first to quickly comply. “You made Dream look stunning, Dale won’t be able to keep his eyes off him…”

“I’d like to clarify that I always look stunning and if Dale is looking elsewhere, it better be because he’s trying to get me food.” Dream corrects.