Chapter 152

Bailey's POV

I put on my oven mittens and brought the cakes out of the oven. I placed them on the kitchen table and looked at the cakes with uncertainty in my eyes. They smelled wonderful but I was unsure if they were going to knock the guards out. I sniffed the air trying to see if I could discern the scent of the pills from the scent of the the sugar and butter but I couldn't. What if they didn't work? All this would be for nothing.

They cakes were still cooling while I was deciding if I should put icing sugar or not. Who like cakes without frosting? My mind was made up and I prepared the frosting sugar as the cakes cooled. If I was going to put up this illusion, I had to put in my very best to make it real. As I prepared the frosting, my mind was immediately set alight with something else I didn't prepare. What on earth was I going to tell the guards that I was doing up so late? They all knew me as the daughter to the pack's Beta. I sighed sadly at this realization and sat sadly at