Sarah POV
“And at this point in the report,” Zane said, “we are introduced to Christine Tedley, whom I understand is a data cruncher extraordinaire.”
We turned to look at her, and her alpha-blue eyes gazed back calmly. She was somewhere in her late forties, I guessed, though like many people of color, her face was without a wrinkle. She sported an almost severely slim figure accentuated with straightened black hair, a close-fitting tan sheath dress, and a huge multi-hued wooden necklace with hooped earrings to match.
“I appreciate the title,” she said in a cultured yet warm voice.
“I appreciate that you came all the way from Michaelson Territory to help us and the members of my household,” Zane said smoothly.
“Yes, but the Pack Alpha will be expecting a state visit in return,” she s
