Evelyn's POV

The young man in front of me is supposed to be in his thirties or late twenties like Caleb, preparing to speak. "I'm Borris, Alpha Caleb's best friend."

"Wow," I clap in applause. "I never knew you till now."

"Yeah, we just got together as best friends after you died."

"Really?"

"Yeah!"

"That's nice. Glad meeting with you Borris!" I extend my hand over the glass dining table and we shake. "Next?"

"Pat, Caleb's secretary."

"Wow, you just keep everything short."

"Of course, I'm not a great talker but a great writer. You know, as the secretary?"

"Ha-haha, I forgot!" I give him a thumbs-up and then move...