"Uncle", Cara sat and leaned her chin on the table, staring at Clayton.
Clayton took her out to a restaurant in Moscow. She looked at Clayton curiously now. Since the kiss, she couldn't help but be disturbed by Clayton's presence.
"Why aren't you married like Uncle Ahiga?" Clayton smiled at Cara's question.
"Hmm, because I haven't found my mate yet."
"Mate? What is mate?"
"The kind of person you know is meant for you," Clayton explained briefly.
"Ohhh, how do you know that woman is your mate?" Cara is curious about what mate is.
"It's the same as you falling in love with someone. And it has to be two sides, not just the woman or the man. And we are loyal to our mate until we die." Cara nodded silently, thinking and playing with her food. She stared at Clayton for a while before asking a question.
"Could I be your mate?"
