Stud Muffin Bears by Sable Sylvan

Author:Sable Sylvan [Sylvan, Sable]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: www.sablesylvan.com
Published: 2019-01-29T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Broken wooden fences — pushed to the ground, in splintered planks.

A door ripped from its brassy hinges, lying against the same tree Rufus had sat in while watching Jennifer and Jevon

The wire trellises were naked and exposed and lay tangled in the vines, like tangled necklaces in a jewelry box.

The vines were no longer woven into topiary-like bushes. They were merely creeping vines, on the patch’s ground like dirty laundry on a hardwood floor.

The floor was dark and wet, not with blood, but with the juices of berries.

The berries themselves were nowhere to be seen.

“What…what happened here?” whispered Jennifer, looking around the marionberry patch. The patch had been torn to shreds.

Jennifer had finalized her recipe the night before — the best version of her marionberry muffin yet.

Over the last few weeks, things had been perfect. The guys hadn’t fought — more than friends would. They’d helped her out by picking the berries while she worked hard at the bakery making the muffins. They’d meet up at night for dinner, up in the hills, in town, or at her house. It had been bliss — just like her muffins, which she’d finally perfected after countless attempts.

She’d used up the last of the berries, and her final tweaks had made the muffin perfect. The addition of lime juice as a marinade for the marionberries had made her muffins tangier and summery.

The only problem was that the recipe required the special Hemlock Crew marionberries — the marionberries that had disappeared like a Millennial ghosting someone on a dating app.

“Bears,” said Rufus.

“Oh no — don’t go blaming Grizzlyfir for this,” said Jevon defensively.

“I’m not,” said Rufus calmly. “I’m just saying — it was bears.”

“And what other bears would you blame for ruining the patch?” asked Jevon.

“Actual bears,” said Rufus.

“Oh, don’t go on with that ‘Grizzlyfir bears aren’t real bears’ bullshizz,” said Jevon.

“I’m not,” said Rufus, turning to Jevon, arms crossed. “I’m saying real, actual, wild-ass bears came to the berry patch for berries. What makes more sense? Would Grizzlyfir shifters wreck the fence, instead of just shifting into their human forms to open the gate and come in? Why would they ruin the trellises and eat all the berries — especially knowing that Jennifer’s your mate, and she needs these berries for a bake-off? No Hemlock Crew bear would dare piss off Terrence. I’m not part of Grizzlyfir, but you know that none of you would poke Darius’ bear. The one way to piss off both of them is to mess with Bear Claw Bakery. A bear would need to have mate madness, have a death wish, or be downright wild, to come and raid this patch.”

“So, you really believe that Grizzlyfir is innocent?” asked Jevon incredulously.

“I’m not going to blame you guys for something you didn’t do — and after all, my mate happens to be in love with one of those bastards,” said Rufus with a wink, elbowing Jevon playfully.

Jennifer was still looking at the berry patch, visually searching for any leftover berries.

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