We entered the dining room, and everyone was already seated around the elongated oval table. The full attention of the room turned to fall on us as we stepped further into the room.
I pinched Sam's wrist slightly to get his attention. He turned to me with irritation an a mumbled "ouch". I shook my head firmly to vanquish any thought he might have to defend his honour against a room of lion shifters and sangomas. I knew from experience that no ghost would leave that kind of conflict alive.
The Chief motioned us towards the open seats beside him.
Two on his left beside Lucinda.
Riley's smirk let me know that the lone seat beside her had my name on it.
Bitch.
I clenched my jaw and silently took my seat. Once seated, I looked towards the Nøkkenson siblings. Their postures were rigid. Lissa met my eyes and I sighed in relief as she took her seat as well. Sam reluctantly followed his sister's lead.
