[TAMIKO]
"You didn't want me," Tamiko whined and Kosta started putting the pieces together in his head.
There was only one possibility and if this was what he was thinking of, then she had to be ready, hell, the entire kingdom had to be read because they were all in for a bumpy ride.
"Have you seen yourself, krushka?" Kosta sped softly.
Tamiko glanced over himself consciously, scared of what the Lycan Chief was talking about. For a moment, all he could think of was his lavender scent. Did he smell that bad? Was that why Kosta was asking him that?
Was that why it had been so easy for Kosta to push him away?
Oh, but Tamko was thinking on overdrive.
For the first time, he felt like he had no control of anything and it took him back to the days when he was a Lycan slave in Grealor. He didn't feel suffocated, but he wasn't stronger either.
