Vengeance of The Broken Lycan Prince [BL] Chapter 301: I See It In Your Closed Eyes

[TAMIKO]

"Krushka? You alright? You look red?" Kosta pointed out.

Tamiko looked at his oga, the most beautiful man he had ever seen and He felt the breaths leave him again.

He had always tried to be normal around Kosta, but here, when they were staring at each other while the kitchen staff was right behind Tamiko, the young prince felt like he could combust.

He was thinking of a thousand and one reasons to give to oats so as to explain why he was here let alone at near dinner.

It was sothing that he hadn’t expected and while it was not a big deal, Kosta knew damn well that Tamiko had never been one for the kitchens, save for midnights, which was certainly not the hour at the mont.

"What happened?" Kosta voiced again as Tamiko tried to co up with a good enough reason for this.

"Oh, he just ca to check on us... he’s been down for a while now," Kiyoi said and Tamiko felt relieved.

It could have been awkward as hell for him, seeing as they weren’t exactly at the sa point as they had been before they had co to Kawai. Silently, Tamiko made a ntal note to thank the Lycan chef, because he truly owed it to Kiyoi.

"I see. But he looks red. Did he trip and fall? Did anything happen in the kitchens?" Kosta asked before turning to face Kiyoi.

"Tell you didn’t feed my Erasthai your pepper spices Kiyoi," Kosta said and the chef just facepald as he looked at the two of them.

The tone Kosta used was deathly desirous, but Kiyoi just stared at the both of them like they were not what he had subscribed to when he had co to the place kitchens. And perhaps that’s the truth because clearly, Tamiko wanted to disappear.

"I’m honored to know you have so MUCH faith in , warrior," Kiyoi said sarcastically before adding, "he simply ca to—"

Well, Kiyoi didn’t get to finish his statent because Tamiko had grabbed Kosta’s face and slamd their lips together, making the Lycan Chief’s eyes widen in amusent. He hadn’t been expecting this, truly.

"Get away from my kitchen, you two!" Kiyoi shouted, kicking them out.

In the near distance, the king and his brother were laughing because they were glad they were not the objects of Kiyoi’s ire in the kitchens anymore. It was nice for a change and as excited as they were to know who it was, they stayed on the balcony.

"You should do that more often, krushka," Kosta said ignoring the chef who had his pan ready to smack them into wherever.

"He’s going to kill us. Let’s leave," Tamiko said shyly and Kosta laughed.

"You’re right," Kosta said before he created a portal to their chambers.

"Tell sothing, my beautiful. Why were you in the kitchen? I don’t buy what Kiyoi said. Did he threaten you for your late-night visits in the kitchen? Did he try to make you do what you didn’t want to?

"I could have his head for that, you know?" Kosta said as he looked at Tamiko who was seated on the edge of the bed with him. He was staring at the young prince like the world was never to be the sa for the both of them now that they had each other.

Kosta was more than happy to be on the sa page as his Erasthai and he would do whatever it took to make sure that they didn’t go back to the horrible tis when they had been away from each other.

Those were the roughest days of Kosta’s life, worse than even the days when he had been a prisoner of war in the barbaric camps beyond Kawai. He truly hoped to never get back into such a tiline.

"I don’t know what you’re talking about," Tamiko said mischievously.

Before Kosta could ask more questions, he slamd their lips together, again. It was like he was tried for Kosta and it was endearing for a mont.

At that ti, the Lycan Chief knew that the prince didn’t want to talk about whatever it was that had happened in the kitchen, so he let go and focused on kissing the man he lived for.

It was always a pleasure for him to kiss Tamiko because the Lycan prince tasted like heaven. He was the kind of heaven that Kosta was addicted to and he could do whatever it took to make sure that he was happier.

It didn’t matter how long it took because, at the end of the day, it was always going to pee just the two of them. It is sothing that Kosta was working on and he loved that this was part of their lives again.

"Goddess, I love you," Kosta said when they pulled back, their lips swollen from their rough passionate kiss. They looked flustered, but none more ethnic Tamiko, sothing that got Kosta curious. Maybe it is just a kiss, right?

"You left ," Tamiko said lowly, and Kosta stared at his confusion. He wasn’t sure what this was but he was certain that he hadn’t ever left the Lycan prince’s side. Perhaps he was getting the tilines wrong? But was that it?

"What?" Kosta asked, his confusion obvious.

"You went away. You left alone. I waited for you and you didn’t co," Tamiko whined and Kosta stared at him wondering where that had happened. Perhaps there was more he was missing, right?

Or was this just one of those days when the prince got clingy?

Then again, Kosta had known Tamiko better over the years they had been together and he knew his Erasthai better than anyone, which was why this was confusing for him even more.

"I never left, dusha. I am always here. Always around, if you need . I would never leave you, I promise that," Kosta reassured as he pushed a strand of hair for Tamiko’s face.

The young prince looked so adorable that the lycan Chief couldn’t help but kiss his pretty little nose.

He was beautiful. That much Kosta had learned and seen for himself. This prince was everything that Kosta needed to go to war for and if ever soone tried to take him away, Kosta would fight.

Oga or not.

He would bring everything to a standstill just to figure out what the fuck had happened to his Erasthai and right now, he was trying to think of the tilines, and it wasn’t even getting easier for him.

"But you did..." Tamiko accused.

"Tell when, baby. I don’t rember leaving you," Kosta said in earnest.

"You... you said you would co with to the place and then left when Papa ca. You didn’t have to leave. He didn’t ask you to leave, and you left either way. You broke your promise," Tamiko whined as he pushed himself further on the be like he didn’t want to be close to Kosta anymore.

Bit by bit, Kosta was trying to understand what had happened to result in such a change in his Tamiko.

He couldn’t quite wrap his head around any possibility. The only thing that was ringing in his mind was a little too insane and honestly, he couldn’t think that Tamiko would have wanted to even suggest that. It was impossible.

"Krushka... I’m sorry," Kosta said as he reached out to Tamiko but the prince was not having it.

"You didn’t want ," Tamiko whined.