#Chapter 197: Fans

Sarah POV In an unsubtle retaliation, of which I thoroughly approved, Zane got us a semi-private table at Chez Paulette, a human-centric restaurant in a section of the capital city informally dubbed Humantown. They specialized in French cuisine, unsurprisingly, and kept an excellent cellar of human-proof wines. Even without the girls, Zane was zealous about security, and Buddy and Danielle were only the visible component of our security that afternoon. Ollie pulled up to the door, and before we could make it inside we’d had our photo taken about twenty times, if the number of raised phones were anything to go by. Inside, every eye in the place was focused on us, and I thanked the goddess I’d now had enough experience in this to keep the smile on my face and take Zane’s arm as we were led to our table where Ella was waiting. She rose to join us with kisses on our cheeks and, of course, a dazzling smile. “So lovely to see you! Only three chairs?” “They girls had a playdate,” I