Diane’s POV.
The older couple were sitting in what I suppose was the living room when I got in. They seemed to have been waiting for me as they had set out a tea jug and five cups.
The door closed behind me, startling me a bit.
“Please, take a seat,” the older woman spoke, grabbing my attention.
“I’m fine standing,” I replied casually.
I wasn’t so sure how to feel right now. Of course, I had my guard up because they were acting suspiciously but I wasn’t frightened. They didn’t look like werewolves either so there wasn’t much to worry about.
“Take a seat,” the woman said gently as before but I took note of the absence of the request tone.
There was one last occupied seat in the living room. I wondered who in their right senses would place all their chairs in a complete circle inside
