Possessed By The Tyrant Alpha Lycan
A soft voice came through the door excitedly: "Mrs. Jenkins, housemaid; some refreshments of tea and snacks for the ladies."
Sara and I exchanged a glance before I rose to open the door, and in walked Mrs. Jenkins. Matronly, she had a warm, kindly face and was smiling as much as her tray, loaded with a teapot, cups, sandwiches, and a plate of cream and jam pastries.
"Thank you, Mrs. Jenkins," I said, taking the tray, "that's ever so kind of you."
Mrs. Jenkins smiled. "Only too gladly, dear. Mr. Blackwood had never anything but kind wishes for you. If you want anything at all, press that blue button there."
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