"Where did she go?" Clyde snarled at Micah who was beginning to feel the effects of the fae wine.
He threw his head back and laughed heartily, "she was getting jealous of all the attention you were receiving and decided to leave for the evening," he chuckled.
Clyde let out a low growl. He did not like the idea of upsetting Evelyn. He fought with himself on whether he should go to her or not, but he ultimately decided against it. She would need her time to herself and he did not want to complicate her feelings. He was not sure if she could feel the mate bond or not, but there was not much time left before she would start to feel it. "George," he snarled, but his friend was fully under the influence of the fae wine. He sighed and downed a glass of the sweet fae wine himself. He would not drink too much so that it would not cause him any issues, but he would stay a bit longer to be polite.
