Zane POV
Mary was singing softly to herself as she mixed the cake batter in a bowl. She looked up at me as I entered the kitchen and her face brightened with a huge smile.
‘Well, young man, I see you have the plate. Did you eat the sandwiches and not give any to Alpha?’ she asked in her sing-song voice, as if it was part of the song she was singing.
Mary always knew how to make me feel good.
‘Of course, you did give me the plate after all.’ I chuckled back at her, joining in with the joke.
‘Would you care for some more?’ her hands never stopped her mixing in the bowl.
‘No, thank you, but I would like a drink.’ My mind was working hard on keeping Blaze where he should be, and I was having trouble holding a simple conversation.
‘Well, you know where the coffee is. I just brewed a fres
