Levi kept the males at the table talking, while Diane focused on her meat and fruit, and spoke with Kyelle. At least she tried to. But very soon a hush fell over their table and those near them. A body moved at the end of the table, and Diane was too scared to look, in case she did the wrong thing. But then a voice, similar to Tryson 's, piped up.
"It's kind of you to save me a seat," the deep, male voice growled. "You can run along now, with my gratitude."
One of the males who'd been two seats down from Kyelle, stood and picked up his plate, then after a hesitation, walked away from the table completely.
The male that had approached the table took his time settling into the seat, then he looked around at each of them, smiling.
Lhars.
Remembering the tension between the two brothers,
