Lily Potter Birthday Novels & Stories

"But it's our eighteenth birthday! The one we've been waiting for! The day we meet our mate who will sweep us off our feet and take us away from this hellhole!" I groaned. Aries was everything I wasn't—happy, hopeful, and never giving up on love. I'd stopped believing in fairy tales a long time ago. The pack was rumbling with activities. Today wasn't just my birthday; it was Lily's too, and Desmond was throwing her a big birthday party in her honor, and today she would find her mate.

Lily teased. "It's also early morning, Lily, you're already in the neighborhood," I replied while closing the garage gate. "No, I just noticed you," she defended. "Why are you here again, isn't your house over there?" I shooed her away. "Sorry, I have something to tell you," she whispered shyly. "What is it?" "It's Gab's birthday soon, can I ask you to make a cake and other desserts for his birthday party?" I was surprised by what she said. Me making a cake and desserts for a party? Huh!? I only enjoyed making desserts because of Dylan, and now it's for a birthday party too.