All Chapters of Bikers and Bakeries: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

Annabella’s POV He had cooked some steamed brussels sprouts, pork chops, and rice for me; the aroma intoxicating in the late hours of the kitchen. With some coaxing, I even got the other three to come and join us, Chester having made too much food. It was wonderful to see them all eating and smiling a little, and Chester seemed to relax more now that I wasn’t alone. He made us Sundaes for dessert, and getting a few of the leftover snickerdoodles for me; making me smile that he already remembered my restriction. Once I yawned though, he shooed us back to bed; saying he would clean up and to just go and rest. “He’s kinda handsome, and sweet too.” The redhead, Cara, said as we got into our assigned beds for the evening. “Pity he’s taken though.” “He just broke it off with her.” I whispered under my breath. “He did?!” Phillis, the brunette exclaimed. “She seemed so certain of herself when she was in here.” “Hmmm, maybe I have a shot at him.” Cara mused.

Annabella’s POV Gage came in early that morning, Trixie shaking me awake in a slight panic when he did. I had let her sleep until five thirty, seeing as how peaceful she had been. I sat up and rubbed my eyes, it was seven in the morning and the less than two hours of sleep I got was going to have to be enough for the day. “Hello, ladies… I’m very sorry to wake you, but Chester needs you all to come with me for the day. That bitch who corralled you all is going to be popping in and he wants you all to be safe.” We scrambled to get ready then, not wanting to be anywhere near here when it happened. He brought us all to a small convertible, the color a dark sky blue with silver flames. “It was Chester’s dad’s. He is going to need his vehicle later, so he figured I could take you all out in style.” He grinned at me, making me smile in turn. He drove us around the pack for a while, showing it to us as well as discovering things for himself as well. He finally got us to our d

Chester’s POV The plan was set, so all I had to do was arrive and see who those five wolves were. ‘Karen’ had sent a message to the five individually to meet up in gran’s back yard at the party set nine o’clock for orders she had for them that could not be given over the phone. I changed the biometrics with Karen’s face so that way I could at least unlock the device. I had a few trusted gamma’s and Micah waiting in the yard in strategic locations, primed and ready to take down the spies in our midst. I made a quick stop on the way to gran’s party, getting her a box of her favorite snack, oatmeal cream pies, for a present. She used to always have them on hand as a snack for us pups in the pack, eating a few right along with us. When I got there, all of the lights were on in her house, and wolves had started to arrive. “Chester Phirefax! Get up in here this instant!” Gran hollered from her porch, sitting down with a few of her friends. “Gran! Sorry I have not had time to

Chester’s POV Annabella and Marta were in the room and it looked as though a bomb had gone off in it. One of the lights overhead had been shattered, there was glass all over the floor, and the room was permeated with the smell of cheap rum. “Oh, thank Goddess, Chester!” Marta whaled, throwing herself at me. She was crying profusely, large tears making her eyes look watery. “If you would have been a second sooner, she for sure would have killed me!” She cried as she clung to my jacket. “Annabella?” I looked to her, a question in my voice. “Are you okay?” She was about to speak but Marta interrupted her. “Why are you asking her? I’m the one she was attacking!” She pouted. “You can even ask gamma Zeke! He was just here and went to get help.” She started to cry again as a light went off in my head. I took out Karen’s phone and sent a message. “Oh, you are going to have a beta take care of that vile thing right?” Her lips quivered. As soon as she said that, her back pocket

Chester’s POV Annabella, my beautiful little fated. I had waited years to find her, and now that I had, I was never going to let her go. “I love you.” I pulled back a little, looking into her eyes. “I know it is too soon to be saying that, but I’ve loved you since I found you. You’re so brave and strong, kind and caring.” I kissed her again, slowly working my way to her neck, nuzzling her soft skin. “Let me make something precious with you, my princess.” I ever so slowly worked my hand under the tank top she was wearing, feeling my way from her stomach, past her slightly raised ribs, and to the soft mounds of her breasts. I captured the left one, feeling the smooth and supple surface under my hand as I kneaded it gently. It was about the size of a grapefruit, perfectly cupped in my hand. I could feel her nipple bead under my fingers, taking my thumb and brushing it back and forth over the nub. “I think I love you too.” Annabella got out, breathless as I had kissed her agai