At Silver Crescent Pack Territory
Inside the carriage, Clara would often sneak glances at Gilas every once in a while. He had suddenly barged into her manor and begged her to come with him earlier, saying that he desperately needed to see his mother and that he needed her help in doing so.
Seeing how he looked so bothered and weary, Clara could tell that something was going on. However, she was still hesitating to ask him exactly what the problem was. She didn't want to pry too much on his affairs, possibly even sending him the wrong signal.
[Hah! What wrong signal are you even talking about? You're obviously itching to find out what's bothering him,] Sheba scolded. [How long do you plan on being a hypocrite?]
Clara inwardly sighed. Lately, she and Sheba would often argue when it came to Gilas. It all started with that kiss she had with Gilas. It seemed as if Sheba was still not over it, and it had honestly kept on taunting her about it ever since.
