All Chapters of Bikers and Bakeries: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

Grant and Scott just shook their heads, smiling at the old man being chastised. Theodor Senior harrumphed and stood up, going to one of the other seats provided. “Should have known Heath would’ve had a stubborn kid too…” he muttered under his breath. Teddy shook his head at his father, disappointment on his features. “Sorry about him love, he and your father go back a ways.” “I’m fine, but let’s get this underway.” There was a French silk pie I had baked earlier on the desk, and I could see that they had been helping themselves to slices of it with tea while waiting for me. I scooted it to the side and sat down, feeling slightly out of place as all of the other Alphas looked at me to start the meeting. “Alright, we all know why we are here..” I began, taking a breath. “Black Haven has started a war, and they will not stop until everything is under their control.” I looked to the people in the room. Heather had scooted in and was sitting with Chip in one corner, he lo

Teddy’s POV I was livid with my father. Here I was expecting him to have turned over a new leaf in life, but his true colors wore out quickly. Melody’s vice grip on my arm was the only thing grounding me in that moment from charging the old man then and there. When the pie went off, and the chair fell apart, I was left speechless just like everybody else. I really wanted to laugh at the bastard, but we needed to focus and start planning. When Alpha Grant asked Melody for everything Nix said seriously, I relaxed some. When she got to seeing her parents again in her story, I caught the same slight hesitation; making me wonder if there really was more she wasn’t telling me. “Damn…” Scott leaned back in his chair with Sarah, all of us in shock again for the umpteenth time that day. “How are we even supposed to pull any of this off.” “We need a plan of attack, hit him wherever we can, fast and hard.” Grant nodded. All of us had agreed to just go by names and excuse the tit

Thomas POV I coughed up blood again, taking my handkerchief from the bedside table. Mom had retired for the night and my sisters as well, I promised them all I would see them in the morning; something that I wasn’t sure I could keep. The doctor had came again this morning after my dad had left, drawing blood and doing more scans with his portable equipment. He had said the tumors looked like to have started to form in my lungs, making my breathing more difficult. I scoffed a little to myself. The very thing keeping me alive right now was also killing me. My wolf side, Hallow, was fighting the tumors at every turn. Any time I shifted though, or even slightly shifted for that matter, the tumors got worse. Cancer was a bitch way to go as a werewolf, and I was the unlucky one in ten million chance of getting it. I took a sip of water and a bite of saltine cracker then laid back in the bed, the machines beeping away around me. It was a miracle I had made it this long to be

“Get my dad.” He finally said in a rough voice, pulling off monitors from his skin and needles from his veins. I ran to the door and through them open then, sensing we did not have much time. “Alpha Grave! Help!” I screamed at the top of my lungs, his father dashing my way from down the hall, the alarms in the bedroom blaring behind me. Other doors along the hall began to open as females came out in various states of dress. “Get me outside!” Thomas yelled with the rest of his strength as he fainted, his father scooping up his fragile frame with lightening speed. I followed behind as fast as I could, his father taking leaps and bounds with his long legs. The women who appeared in the halls dashed with us, more people joining as we made our way through the house and eventually through the back door. Alpha Grave put his sun in a patch of moonlight on the ground, the lake in front of all of us onlookers as Thomas began to shake violently. “¡Diosa, mi bebe!” An older woman r

Dominic’s POV I walked briskly over to my father’s house, having Karen pause the rest of my meetings for the day. It was unwise to keep father waiting, especially as of late. He lived just a short distance away in his own house, almost an exact duplicate of my own, just no basement. “Your father is expecting you, Alpha.” The servant bowed to me as I entered the house, heading up the grand staircase to the second floor. I paused before knocking on his office door, taking a breath to steel my nerves. “Enter.” The harsh voice called from within when I rapped. “Ah, Dominic… come closer boy.” My father looked up from his desk, one female sitting on his lap and another down by his feet; both in silver collars. “You wanted to see me father?” I went in front of his desk, standing and waiting for him. “Both of you go get me my lunch.” He pushed the female from his lap and slightly kicked the one on the floor, both of them scampering away. Once the office had had just him an