Solana's POV
My time in the kitchen with Marcel surprisingly didn't go so bad. I mean, we actually finished cooking and ate together, without killing each other.
He would make one irritating comment or the other from time to time, but I always had a sharp come back. I almost found myself enjoying it, until I reminded myself that he was still a jerk and an asshole.
"You know, I will really appreciate it if you get me a phone. Or go to my pack and bring mine. I am sure Beta Gerald or Gamma Reuben would had kept it safe for me. I am getting bored of seeing your ugly face and I want to do something else."
Marcel chuckled, like I didn't raise a serious concern. "For a prisoner, you are so entitled."
I rolled my eyes, before going to wash my dish in the sink. Marcel left his own there, and
