Bikers and Bakeries のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 90

Ron’s POV Goddess, why are these mutts up so late? I was getting tired of waiting. I had begun to place the bomb under the yellow suv just before midnight. The lights for down stairs had been turned off by someone in the house, and upstairs ones on. I stopped and cussed, pulling my feet under the vehicle when a car with Chicago plates pulled up to the house. Goddess, if this is a wolf, I’m screwed. I held my breath as the car shut off and an elderly man hopped out of the driver seat. The man cussed out loud in an English voice something about the steering wheel of the car and pulled a suitcase from the back. He went up to the house and knocked on the door, and after a few moments all of the lights in the house were back on again. Son of a bitch! I wanted to scream out load. I dated not move with the wolves visible through the kitchen window. One of them would be bound to see my movement and come check it out. Thankfully the old man was human, so I was safe for

Teddy’s POV I loved the fact that Melody wanted to spend the day with me. When they got into the car I asked her what she usually did for her birthday. She directed me to a locally owned Italian restaurant on the commercial side of town. The building was large and cream colored with pillars out front, making it look like a Tuscan villa. When we went inside I was impressed with the layout. There was a giant circular area with tables and a booth around the outer edge. The sides were more intimate with smaller tables. Melody asked the hostess for a table at a side area so they could chat together some more. “What do you usually get when you come here?” I asked. “It is all delicious, but my favorite is the Pollo Lemón.” Melody set her menu to the side while I still perused the menu while waiting for the sever. When they did finally come over Melody ordered her favorite and Teddy did the same, but adding another main dish of linguine. We spent the whole time eating and asking eac

Melody’s POV They really need to sanitize their offices better I about gagged on the stale stench of sex in there. I could smell Tiffany the moment the manager had opened his door, and I finally had the whole picture on how Mike did it. Tiffany had been involved from the start with the loan. Maybe she figured I owed her for taking Mike away. I was done though. I was washing my hands of the whole situation. I had tried to stay calm during the whole conversation, but the weasel of a man made something in me click. I could feel an aura I never had before today slip to the surface. If I really was an alpha like Alvin said, it must have been my aura. I folded the papers and put them in my purse for later. Now that my bakery was secure I felt more relaxed. I technically didn’t even need a business or a job now, but it was mine, something I had grown and wanted to continue to grow all on my own. I went back out to the car and hopped into the passenger seat. “How did

Teddy’s POV I hated leaving Melody at the pack house, but I knew that was probably the safest place for her. I drove out to the new gang house and parked the car. Everything was eerily silent when I pulled in, only Chip’s and Chester’s bikes were there, as well as my own that I let Axel borrow. Chip came out of the barn, waving him over. “Hey, where is everyone?” I asked Chip as he got out of the car. “The gang took a vote and decided that those who weren’t needed really here were filing out today instead of tomorrow. Having all of those big wigs in town, plus the bombs that were found has them all skittish. None of them want to be in the middle of a pack war. So Gage is leading the bunch west to the next stop over.” Chip ran a hand through his hair and shrugged his shoulders, looking defeated. “Well, at least we don’t have to worry about any more fights in town.” I smiled wanly at Chip. “Why is Chester’s bike still here then?” The big guy was usually t

“Surely, they aren’t that bad.” I reached out to take the one Sarah offered me, crunching down to taste it. “…… My Goddess, she’s trying to kill you.” I spit out the small piece into a tissue Elizabeth offered me, all three of us laughing. Soon, Sarah left to get into her dress for the occasion and Elizabeth finished up and moved on to the next woman. I still hadn’t looked in a mirror yet, but I trusted Sarah at least enough to say something if I looked like a clown. I stripped out of my sundress and unzipped my gown. The navy blue number slightly shimmered in the bright light of the room as I took it out and stepped into it. I pulled it up and discarded my bra when it was up to my breasts. The dress had sewn in cups, so it was unneeded. I turned and put on the matching heels I had gotten for it and slipped the ‘Corazón de la Luna’ on around my neck. The stone rested just at my clavicle, warm to the touch. I put on some small diamond earrings that were my mother’s to finis