Todos los capítulos de The Alpha And The Baker: Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

“If I manage to get my orders increased a bit more, I could pay one of the young ones minimum wage for a short shift every week. Preferably Sunday mornings, because those are always crazy with the church crowd.”“Sounds perfect. I assure you, your orders are gonna pick up with all the birthdays and celebrations we have in the pack.” “You know, everyone doesn’t have to shop here just because we’re dating, right?”I shrugged. “We’re a loyal bunch. Now that the whole pack knows you’re a safe person and you deliver quality work, you won’t be able to get rid of us.”“Maybe eventually I’ll get that, but right now…”“It’s okay.” I pulled her close for another quick squeeze. One day, I’d be able to go more than five minutes without touching her when we were in close proximity of each other, but today was most certainly not that day. “You take as long as you need.” “Thanks, Cas.”“Of course.”We separated, and I went to watch the front as she busied herself with some custard. It wasn’t quite s

That was probably the mildest way I could put it. As much as the back of my mind would love to give in to the panic, Iknew it wasn’t an option for me. I was an alpha first and foremost, and my people needed me to keep a level head.Still, I was almost in a fugue state as I made my way to the stall with the dates. I was so distracted by trying to stay calm and also trying to anticipate anything that Sal could do that I ended up with three pounds of dates instead of two, some baklava, hummus, and honey mangoes. Well, at least I could afford it.I kept my head high as I completed the transaction and headed back to my car, trying to appear as relaxed as I could under the circumstances. I didn’t want them to think that I was trying to escape or that they’d succeeded in intimidating me. I had no interest in rolling over and showing my belly.Even with my leisurely pace, I made it to my car far too soon. I put my bags in the back seat, then leaned against the side of my car to wait. It was

“Yeah, we can have up to ten in our team,” Cas said, still looking a bit chagrined. His slight embarrassment was what made me suspicious that there was something he was leaving out, but I figured one conversation with Polly, Penny, and Gammy McCallister would get the rest of the details out of him.I knew it had to do with a rival pack, though, and that was enough.I blew out a breath. “Okay, so here’s the thing. Most of this stuff needs to be baked fresh. I can do a whole lot of prep and start the showstopper the day before, but I won’t be able to do everything.” I tapped my chin. “I can do the cookies, cobbler, and the showstopper, as well as help anyone else decide what recipe they wanna use, but that’s probably it without any of our stuff getting stale.”“I think they mentioned there would be ovens there,” Saoirse said.“That’s good to know.” I headed over to my shelf where I kept all my recipe books and binders from school. Grabbing a notebook, I sat down to see if I could come u

We continued to banter back and forth while Mrs. Unsymi finished her donut, then she launched into her mandatory sugar talk. I didn’t mind. Yes, Sundays were my busiest day, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t make time for my regulars. After all, they were my livelihood. The least I could do was humor them.But things really hit their stride about halfway through her saccharine speech, and before I knew it, about a dozen-and-ahalf people came in a steady flow. I didn’t recognize three of them at all. New customers?Don’t mind if I do, I sang to myself in my head. While not every new customer automatically became a repeat customer, there was always the chance that they would, and that was what mattered. With a bakery, it was all about the law of large numbers.“Happy Sunday!” I called out when I heard the bell chime while I was in the back to grab trash bags. That was the downside of doing everything on my own; I had to be everywhere all at once. “I’ll be right with you!”Technically, I k

Even sitting down, he was basically my height. I’d never been with anyone quite so much larger than me. I wasn’t a tiny woman. At around five-six, I was actually taller than the average woman, let alone the average Asian woman. But Cas was just so big. Striking, really. I’d noticed that from the first moment he’d walked into my shop.He had to be six-three, or six-four, and that shock of chestnut hair perfectly shaded those bright green eyes. Sometimes when I met attractive people, they slowly dimmed over time, growing less and less appealing. But not Cas. No. The more I got to know him, the more I was drawn to him. The two of us were like opposite ends of a magnet, irrevocably drawn to each other.“You really feel that way about it?” he asked softly, looking at me with those soulful eyes of his. God, he could stare at me like that forever, and I would be happy.“I really do. Besides, I’m really excited by these cake flavors. I haven’t done them before, and I honestly think they’re go