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It can't be

Nikolai's POV

I had been eyeing the pile of samosas the whole time. I couldn't remember the last time I had had samosas. As I picked one and tossed it into my mouth almost moaning from how good it tasted, the table went silent.

I looked up in suspicion, wondering what had happened. I could see the pack members suddenly become intent on observing their food. They had been arguing and cackling a few seconds ago. Deciding I didn't care, I tossed three more of the snacks into my mouth.

"We haven't had this in a long time," I commented. "And they never tasted this good either."

I could feel their eyes on me. I never struck up conversation anymore because I honestly didn't feel like it. But I don't know what came over me today.

"Yeah it is. I guess the prisoner girl is good at a lot of things," I heard Margaret say.

My jaw stopped working halfway on my sixth snack. I slowly turned to face Margaret who sat at my right side, hoping I had heard incorrectly.
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jadeshamrock
Wow this kid is special
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