Court and Cupcakes Part 1

Melody’s POV

I huffed out a breath and turned from the now locked door. Bikers; just great. More riffraff to deal with from next door. The location for my bakery wasn’t my first choice, but I could afford the down payment for it at the time. Sure, not a lot of people wanted to stop by for desserts because of the location, but I was hoping that once word got out the business would pick up.

After a little over three years, I had a steady clientele, enough to keep in the black. I wanted to grow it more though. With the divorce now eminent for Monday; I thought that maybe after it, it might be easier for me to just focus on getting customers more than ever.

At least for pack law- if a mate was caught cheating, the other would receive seventy five percent of what the couple had grown together. The offended wolf would also receive any and all assets that they entered the marriage with. So I knew my house and bakery were safe. They all had my name on them and I had established the bakery the month before we officiated our mating ceremony.

I needed to let off steam after the events from earlier in the week, and a run sounded like just the thing to do before Monday reared its ugly head. Once the bakery was completely cleaned- and the donations packed up and put in their special lock box outside- I hopped into my yellow suv and headed to my favorite park.

The nice thing about the town I grew up in was its plethora of natural spaces. My favorite park was to the north and just bordering the city. There was a waterfall with a lot of hiking trails- and if you knew how to avoid those, a wolf could enjoy a decent run without running into any humans. I parked my suv next to the pond and headed to the hiking area.

I walked for twenty minutes before ducking off of the trail and heading to my favorite tree to undress. It was an old white river birch with a decent hole near the base. No animals dared to use it as a home; because many of the pack would mark it in animal form to scare off any unwanted pests. I stripped off my clothing and placed them back in the hole. No other clothes were in there, so it was nice to know that I had the park to myself tonight.

Relaxing and letting the change roll over me, I let my wolf come forward. My toffee-brown hair took over my body as I morphed into my wolf. I was a little over average size for a female with tips of gold here and there in my fur, my eyes the same shade of brown, but my paws slowly faded to a black from the rich color. My mother had always said that my wolf looked like it was wearing formal socks.

I took off running north, enjoying the woods and nature. It was exactly what I needed to do to relax before heading home. Tomorrow, Mike was coming to get his things, and a pack lawyer would be there to mediate and make sure things were civil. Monday almost felt like it was a silly dream that I had. I had given my staff the weekend off and made sure that there were no orders in for the weekend. Monday would be the official severance date; but I trusted my staff to run things smoothly then. Mondays were pretty slow with mostly just a breakfast and lunch rush that was manageable for a skeleton staff.

Without warning, the scene from this evening played in my head again, making my wolf perk up. The biker, Teddy, had been cute looking and keen on the eyes. His tall broad frame felt more inviting than intimidating. He was about six two and had a head of long curly jet black hair. His eyes were a honey brown compared to my chocolate ones. He had a cute goatee and a nice kept mustache as well. His skin had been a decent tan color, the type someone who spends most of their time outdoors would get.