Zane POV All three women in my bed, two wolves (to my joy) and a human (to my confusion), fell deeply asleep before I had finished the first page of Grace’s favorite story. I had intended to leave, but even in her sleep Grace had reached over to grab my arm and ask me to stay. In fact, I rather su

Sarah POV I had never before experienced the desire to scratch someone’s eyes out. It wasn’t a sensation I enjoyed. “Our kind” and “your kind” indeed! But I just smiled sweetly and went back to my crab salad, which was so delicious it almost made me hungry. When Mr. Cavendish announced I would be

Sarah POV I hid a smile and waited for Mr. Cavendish to correct the maître d’, but instead he just gestured to the colorful, kid-friendly wall map of the themed rooms and asked the girls, “Which one do you like best?” It really was a great family concept, I thought as I looked over the map. Ther

Sarah POV Alone in the dressing room with what truly was a fabulous dress, much better than anything I had ever dreamed of owning, I took several deep breaths. My life had changed so greatly and so quickly, I was getting carried away. Mr. Cavendish was a kind and indulgent employer, and I was begi

I still wasn’t completely sure what I would say in my speech to the girls, except that I wanted to keep it simple, but I knew Zane felt this birthday, the first he would ever have with both his girls, was extremely important. I had been surprised when the beta beautician had arrived with her large m