Samika's POV
I wait for Devon at the dining table. The breakfast served on my plate has already gone cold. Gladys took the plate back to warm it up for me as I am waiting for Devon.
He walks with a few papers in his hand, carefully reading them. Gladys then brings two plates of hot breakfast for both Devon and I.
"What are those?" I ask him and he just gives me a flat look.
"The economy report of the pack," he says as he gets back to reading them again.
"Pass them to me once you are done reading," I tell him but he doesn't reply.
I stab the sausages on my plate with my fork and curse him for how busy he is right now. Or maybe he is just trying not to talk to me by keeping himself this busy.
"I am going to take a stroll around the pack after breakfast. Want to join me and see
