However, Ophelia's sleepiness had mostly faded by now. She sat up and looked at Klein seriously.
"We need to talk."
Seeing her unusually solemn expression, Klein's smile faded significantly.
"Speak. I'm listening."
Although Ophelia knew it was a bit unfair of her, she still spoke up.
"Klein, you know I've just established my own tribe. I can't stay in the White Tiger Clan with you.
"In a couple of days, I'll be returning to the Fu Clan with Tyler and the others. But I promise, I will come to the White Tiger Clan to spend time with you regularly."
Even though she hadn't yet accepted intimate advances from Klein, they had already become mates. Thus, she fully intended to fulfill her obligations as a partner. Doing so would also slightly lessen the guilt she felt toward him.
Hearing Ophelia's words, a layer of gloom clouded Klein's face.
He raised a hand, and Ophelia, startled, quickly shrank her neck back.
Seeing her reaction, Klein's heart filled with bitterness.
