After collecting enough food supplies and packing all their luggage, it was by high tide that they got on the road to head towards Valentine’s pack.
Harley sighed out slowly as he watched the steam escaped his lips from the intense coldness of that morning and yet he as just in a black long turtle neck. Since Harley was a pure blood werewolf unlike Hope, he was able to withstand heat without much of a problem and rarely needed at kind of warming clothes or beddings.
He reached down to the bags by his foot and shoved it into the back of the black van they would be using for the journey.
Since they were going with a few of the new members from Ace’s pack, they needed two cans at most. The first one was simply for the alpha and beta with either the omega and other position holders, but those other seats were just usually left behind to run the kingdom in the absence of the alpha and beta. The first Van was for food supplies, baggage and for those in charge, while the second van was usually for the security during the trip and usually drove behind the van of the alpha.
They rarely had to use the vans since they did not travel much from pack to pack than they used to in the past. They were very well equiped with food, water and shelter that hey didn’t see he reason to visit other pack. Now that the food storage is too low for. maintainance, they decided it was best to receive outside help.
Harley reached over his head and grabbed the handle of the trunk door, pulling down and bringing the door with him. He clenched the edges of the door and forced it shut, causing him to stretch out his arms as he was just about done with the work he had to take care of.
After he collected the items with Hope the other day, they simply packed them into bags and left them by the van to pack the next morning. However, instead of the both of them loadin the van that morning, it was just Harley.
His pretending had successfully spread out through the entire day and he managed to dodge the serious question she asked him and all the apologies she said. He simply. pretended not to hear them at all when she said it. He acted completely normal around her and his only wish was for her to notice he wanted her to just consider him as her old bestfriend.
The best friend that did not have any feelings involved with her.
Despite spending the entire day with her, laughing at some things they both had found very funny, and despite all the apologies she had told him that he chose to ignore, she ended up spending the night over at Ace’s place last night after they parted ways at the dining table that evening.
She didn’t say where she was going but simply said she wasn’t going to sleep in the mansion that night.
Despite Penelope disagreeing with her idea of spending the night with Ace when she hadn’t felt with the problem between her and Harley, she couldn’t try to stop her sister’s choices. She was a grown woman who knows how to lead her life.
All Harley could do was pretend he was okay with it.
Though behind the closed doors of his bedroom, his true emotions spill out in muted form.
“you already packed without me!?” Hope asked as she zipped up the jersey she had gotten from Ace’s closet. It was very thick and bigger than her size, making it the perfect jersey for her weak heating body. Ace on the other hand didn’t also need a jersey for his own. Sadly, his ability to ward off heat was not as strong as Harley’s. So in rare cases, he still needed a jersey to protect himself when it gets insanely cold.
“You were still asleep when we agreed on the time.” Harley chuckled out forcedly as he noticed a new hickey on the other side of her neck, getting him to clench his jaw forcedly as he glanced back to the Van.
“you should have called.” She sighed out and ran a hand through her think long hair. “is everything packed?”
“Yeah.” He nodded, looking away to hide the frown on his lips. “everything’s packed and we’re just waiting for everyone else to start getting a move on.”
“perfect.” She smiled and glanced up at Harley who kept his gaze ahead. “what time are we leaving?”
“In less than two hours.” He said as he glanced back down to her. “better eat breakfast before you’re out on the road.”
“Don’t forget your sweeties.” She chuckled and he smiled as he followed her towards the mansion.
“how could I forget my sugar loves?” he asked as he walks beside her, glancing down into her bright brown eyes. “I can’t survive without them, literally.”
“Since you didn’t want to do it-,” she giggled as she grabbed onto his palm and pulled him through the mansion doors that were wide open and led the way into the kitchen of the mansion, heading straight to a cupboard that only had a tray on it. “I baked you some snacks. I baked some cream biscuits, cupcakes and cookies. It’s not a lot but you do get cranky when you last too long without eating something sweet for once.” She smiled as she marvelled her work.
It was a good looking set of cookies, cupcakes and biscuits. The best set she had ever made since she began baking. Her specialty wasn’t baking, so she didn’t really bake more often.
“don’t they look delicious?” she asked as Harley gaped in shock, string at the food she made. Of course the cupcakes were a little crooked and the cookies were irregular in size, they still looked rather good to eat. “I spent most of my night baking theses. Took me a little fail tries on the creamed biscuits but I took the hanger of it far much sooner than I thought.”
“What time did you go to bed?” he asked as he grabbed himself a cookie and took a large bite from it.
“Around two am when I was done.” She shrugged he shoulders as she anticipated his remark.
He chewed onto the piece and stopped for a moment as he noticed she had reduced the sweetness from how they actually tell.
“well?” she asked once more with wide hopeful eyes as she stared up at Harley.
“You didn’t add aenough sugar. But all in all, it’s pretty good.” He nodded with a smile and she grinned out.
“Not the best but at least you can actually eat it.” She winked with a chuckle to which he smiled to.