Hans put the water pitcher on the sideboard. “If I may, sir.” “Yes, Hans?” Zane asked. “Misses Grace and Chloe will be returning shortly and will doubtlessly want to see you.” He looked pointedly at the papers on the table. “Of course. Thank you, Hans.” Zane turned to Travis, who began to put
Zane POV I confess it was a relief to leave interviewing tutors for the girls to Sarah. As an alpha, I would command the applicants’ respect, obviously, but they would be too interested in trying to impress me and too eager to agree with whatever I said. They would see Sarah as a colleague, someon
“It would seem that the news of the children’s human goddess-mother has been more than a vigorous topic of discussion in society, sir. I believe the phrasing is in hope that the children, and thus Miss Sarah, will be accompanying you.” I laughed, surprising the two betas in front of me. “I doubt s
Sarah POV I admit I awoke in the morning with an outrageously good mood. I was living with my daughter and my goddessdaughter, and we had a glorious day to enjoy, a Saturday at that. I had given a list of good prospects to Zane last night over dinner, telling the girls about some of the impressi
“Ice cream, please!” Chloe cried, drawing my back to my group on the blanket. “I think we need to eat our sandwiches first,” Zane told her, but I could tell his heart wasn’t in it, and I’m sure Chloe could too. Sure enough, she gave him puppy eyes. “But it’s a picnic.” Rolling his eyes and pat
Sarah POV I turned to see Zane, of course, it was Zane, standing there. I didn’t see any ice cream. Too bad. I would have enjoyed smushing a cone of strawberry in her face. Chloe got off the boy and ran to me, and Zane walked calmly to my side. “Don’t cry, Grace, darling,” he said gently, and
Sarah POV“Aw, Daddy!” Grace pouted after ice cream had been devoured with gusto.“Sorry, pup,” Zane said, chucking her gently under her chin. “That was the deal: I get to come to the park with you all, but I do have to take this meeting. It will only be for an hour or two.”Grace nodded and shrugge
Zane POVOf course, I knew I needed to get the bracelet back. My daughter had fashioned it from a solid piece of zebrawood, and even though I knew I was a biased proud father, I could see her talent in its striking lines and the way she worked with the wood grain for the design.I would also be havi