Steam rose off the crowded dinner table, carrying the scent of fried chicken, hot soup, and seasoned vegetables.
Plates were set and food was served.
"Eat up, sweetie!" his mother said, smiling as she ladled hot soup into their bowls.
"Alex, you worked so hard on that camping trip and came home exhausted. Look at you!" She dropped another piece of chicken onto his plate before he even finished his first, her eyes softening as she watched him.
While Liza stood between Rose and Janeth's chairs, invisible to Mom's eyes. In her younger, slender form, she fit comfortably in the gap between them.
She would wait until Mom turned back toward the stove before reaching out to slip a drumstick off Rose's plate.
As a Succubus Queen, Liza's body didn't actually rely on physical food.
