The Were CEO’s Secret

Twenty-Eight – Tasty Mess.

Someone was shouting at the top of their lungs. Stephanie turned to her side. Someone yelled for a spatula, then someone yelled for sugar.

Stephanie threw her pillow to her ears, wondering why someone would want a spatula and sugar in a hospital.

Where the nurses baking snacks for some patients? If so, where they baking it in her room?

She felt the squishiness of the pillow she had over her head and she sprang up, staring around the room.

Of course, she was in her room at home, with her own squishy pillow and her twins sisters yelling in the background.

The nosiest humans she had ever met those two. But she was grateful she had them

When she had been adopted to the loving home, the couple had no children but years later, her mom had twins.

Other homes might have mistreated the adopted child but not her parents. They called her the miracle that made them get babies and loved her till she almost forget she was adopted.

“I am very very sure you had put sugar in your dough, Lacy!” her mother shouted from downstairs.

Stephanie chuckled and rushed out of bed to see what was going on. Her head still felt woozy but it was better than when we was at the office.

Had Nathan brought her home? Carried her to bed? Her cheeks flustered thinking about it. That man was looking for something, wasn’t he?

She tried sneaking up on her family but Macy caught her and screamed, pointing. “Everyone, hide! Stephanie is up.”

Hide? Stephanie stopped coming down the stairs. Lacy joined her sister in hiding under a table, giggling. Their mother groaned, picking up the nutmegs they spilled when they ran off.

“What are you guys baking?” Stephanie continued down the stairs.

“They’re baking cakes for your coming birthday. I told them it’s too far away but they want to practice. They’ve spilled flour to make two cakes already.” Mrs. Ernest frowned.

Stephanie heart warmed on her sisters’ thoughts for her. “Hmm, and where are they?” she strolled to the parlor.

Her mother shook her head and packed the broken egg shells. The little girls, obviously lying under the table, giggled loudly.

“Oh my gosh, mom, your twins disappeared!” Stephanie acted dramatic.

Macy yelled back. “No, we didn’t. Find us.”

Stephanie sighed.

They couldn’t even maintain discretion and she was a foot away from them. Grabbing them by their legs she pulled them from under the table.

They roared in panic and wriggled themselves from her till she let go, before they kicked her.

“Okay, I got both of you. Go clean up the mess you made.”

“The tasty mess we made.” Lacy smirked. “And I bet you’d want to taste this ‘mess’ when it’s baked so help us clean as well.”

“That’s right!” Macy giggled, folding her arms.

“Are you both black mailing me?” Stephanie raised her hands to her head. They both nodded.

“They’ve been doing so to me lately. They’re growing up.” Mrs. Ernest laughed.

Sighing bitterly, as she’d surely want some cake when it’s done, Stephanie helped them clean up their mess. “We’d go visit dad after cleanup!”

The girls cheered and soon they left the towels and brooms and ran up stairs to change.

“I don’t mean now!” Stephanie called after them but they were gone. “Me and my mouth. Mom, would you come with us?”

Mrs. Ernest pouted. “Should I? It’d hurt me a lot seeing him still lying there after all these years”

Stephanie sat besides her. “It’d be okay. He’d wake up one day. If he feels he’s alone, he’d be discouraged.” Her mother shrugged.

They both cleared the table and took the dough inside, molding it in the pan and leaving it to rise. “So dear, you know Nathan brought you home?”

Stephanie rubbed her neck. “I figured.”

Her mother handed her phone to her. “Ashley has been texting. Nathan too. I think he’s a pure soul, you know. My ideal son-in-law.”

Stephanie grabbed the phone, frowning. “Son-in-law for Lacy or Macy cos it’s definitely not for me.” She left to her room to answer her texts.

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She speedily rejected Ashley’s offer to have a two-days rest and declined Nathan’s request for her office to be with his on the first floor.

Breathing in and out, she went on to check on her little siblings.

As usual, the girls wore their favorite dresses, hoping their dad would awaken and they’d be in their best looks when he’d see them.

The nurse in charge of their father gave them warm smiles as they came for their monthly visits. “Hey, Lacy and Macy.”

The girls greeted. “Hi. Which one is Macy?” they grinned.

Their mother laughed, walking away from the girls and the nurse. Stephanie did the same. That was their usual drill with the nurse. They were identical so it was hard to know who.

“Macy is this one.” The nurse pointed one. “You’re Lacy.” The nurse beamed.

The girls opened their mouth. “How’d you know?” They ran off, giggling.

Stephanie shook her head. Those two were learning tricks these days. The nurse was wrong but they didn’t want her knowing who was who.

Their family doctor met them halfway and called her mother for a talk. Stephanie waited at the door with the twins.

Some teenage girls ran into the hospital with an elderly woman. The woman had blood gushing from her head and the nurses ran to help.

She was placed on a stretcher and driven off while the girls wailed. They explained she was their teacher and had slipped and fallen.

Stephanie stared at the girls pitifully.

One of the girls, who had happened to be Cherry, smirked at the background and left the hospital to get ice cream for her friends.

Any human, teacher or student, who dared her would sustain an injury they won’t be able to explain. This teacher had gotten her first.

Returning with the ice cream, she noticed two identical girls running and giggling around. Their happiness infuriated her, and they were human.

She glared at one as she bumped into her, the girl ran back to an older lady. Cherry narrowed her eyes at the lady.

Wasn’t that Stephanie from the television? CEO Nathan’s Secretary? The bratty human?

She handed her classmates their ice-cream and crept towards the twins. Getting a closer look at the lady, she confirmed it was Stephanie.

The bitch had crossed her path after insulting her cousin. “Hi, dear.” Cherry sounded friendly to attract one of the little girls.

Stephanie had been distracted when Lacy was peeking into another ward’s room. Macy hopped towards Cherry. “Hi, I’m Macy.” She blushed.

Cherry nodded, bringing out a pipe from her pocket. She blew it on Macy and the girl slumped unconscious.

She mind linked her werewolf classmates and the girl discretely dragged Macy away within seconds.

The nurses were busy and when Stephanie turned back, she only saw a teenage girl swirling a drug pipe.

“Excuse me? Did you see a little girl here?” Stephanie furrowed her brow.

“Hi. Stephanie!” Cherry smirked, then kicked Stephanie into a ward. Lacy rushed to pull her away but she easily knocked the little girl off.

“Who are you? And what do you want?” Stephanie moaned, she had slammed the back of her head to the ground.

She was in her father’s ward and didn’t want her father hearing her yell subconsciously. “I said, who are you?” she shouted at Cherry.

The girl has the speed of a wolf and pulled Stephanie by the neck, holding it tightly. “Next time, don’t create enemies with wolves.”

A ward door opened so Cherry threw Stephanie back and walked out of the door.

Stephanie tasted blood on her tongue and before she could think of where it came from, she blacked out.