Chapter 32: His Acquired Targets
[TAMIKO]
Stealing glances at the warrior who was walking beside him, Tamiko couldn't help but feel guilt gnawing at him. He wasn't sure what he had expected after the discussion with Igor, but taking him home wasn't it.
And especially not when Igor already knew that Tamiko was the outcast of Grealor.
He should have stayed behind, stayed away from Tamiko, and yet when they reached the Grealor woods, Igor Konstantin hadn't said a word.
The warrior had still stayed silent, occasionally telling Tamiko to be careful not to fall, and shielding him against the branches that were sometimes annoying. That was all Igor did and fuck, it was messing with Tamiko.
"We're here. Thank you," Tamiko said carefully, like he wasn't sure what he was supposed to say to the man who had met him and gotten so affectionate with him on the same day.
It just didn't make any sense, even though a part of Tamiko knew what this was. He could tell but he was scared of having hope.
Hope was toxic and in the kind of life he lived, Tamiko had learned the hard way not to hope, because it always left him hurt and disappointed.
"Where's your shelter?" Igor asked after a long silence.
Of course, he had known that Tamiko's shelter had been disbanded, but that didn't make him want to see it any less. Eventually, the young lycan figured that Igor wanted to see where his shelter had once been, but then that was a little deeper into the Grealor words.
Tamiko knew that if Igor walked him even deeper, then it was just a matter of time before the Grealor wolves knew that Igor Konstantin was in their woods, and that wasn't exactly a moment of peace for them.