Chapter 85. Mated to That Thing

Colt’s POV

“Mother, we are home!” Sam called down the hallway as I entered the foyer.

I dropped our luggage on the foyer floor and turned to go help Grey with Kate when my mother appeared from the kitchen.

I lifted my nose to the air, finding the sweet scent of freshly baked muffins in the air.

Was she having guests over?

I narrowed my eyes.

This was the middle of the week; usually, she would be at some kindergarten school doing a reading for the pups.

“Something is off,” Ray said, pacing up and down my mind.

“Oh, you are back!” she said, looking kind of surprised as she kissed Sam’s cheek. “I thought you were only coming back on Friday.”

“Yeah,” Sam said. “We planned to.”

“Did something happen?” She asked, turning her attention to me.

“Change of plans,” I said, heading toward the door.

“Oh,” my mother said. “If I knew you were returning home so early, I would have arranged a proper welcoming dinner for y