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Hearing the sudden voice of Perilous, highly unexpected, Evie choked on the alcohol she had just begun to swallow. Setting the bottle down, she brought her hand up to her mouth and covered it, the liquid oozing from between her fingers as she coughed and choked. 

"Goddamnit," she cursed between coughing fits. Evelyn pulled her hand away from her mouth and shook the alcohol from it, her eyes catching Perilous rising from behind the bar. "You scared the shit out of me," Evelyn chuckled with a shake of her head. "And yeah, I probably do." She reached and touched the knot on the back of her head. That was When she heard floorboards creaking up above. Evelyn turned to as Clay coming down the stairs. He looked terrible. She sucked in a breath and held it for a moment. At least until he made his first witty comment. 

At first, she didn't quite understand, but then she looked down. The breath she had been holding escaped her and her eyes grew wide. Those weren't hers!! Clay then snatched the bottle from her just as she looked up to meet his eyes. He reassured her that he had been a gentleman, but she continued to stare at him in shock. That was until he turned and started coughing. Bad. Evelyn rose to her feet in a flash, her shocked expression easing into one of concern. She watched him as he slow my made his way back up the stairs. 

"I'll be right back," she stated to Perilous as she began to follow Clay up to his room. Evelyn didn't even ask if an could go in, she just went, closing the door behind her. There was a moment of silence before Evelyn finally spoke.

"You're the werewolf." It wasn't a question. The woman remained by the door, her back to it, as she watched Clay.