NALEDI’S POV

I walked side by side with Caellum, who led us to the dinner table. I’d been informed that a couple of others would be joining us and I was petitioning to have my dinner in the confines of his room. 

“Why can’t I? It’s not like I have a working relationship with them. They won’t even miss me on the table.” I complained yet again, dragging my feet. 

For the first time, I felt my complaints were music to his ears. “You are a part of this pack, Naledi. If you are not in a good relationship with the people, then maybe you should quit trying to hole...