Once Evelyn had started to fall asleep, she slipped out of the medicinal wing to find Clyde. She knew that he had not left yet and decided it was time to talk to him about his connection with Evelyn.
"When are you going to tell her?" Penelope asked Clyde while he was saddling his horse.
"Tell her what?" Clyde asked.
"I can sense that you are her mate," Penelope said. "When do you plan to tell her?"
"Not yet," Clyde sighed. "I have too many enemies and she is not strong enough yet. Once she trains with you and your kind, I will come for her when she is ready."
"I understand," Penelope said. "We will do our best to teach her."
"I trust that you will," Clyde replied.
"We will do what we can, but you must take care of yourself," Penelope said. "I do not want to be the one to break it to her if you end up dead."
Clyde laughed dryly. "That would never happen," he flashed his fangs at her.
"Either way, be safe."
