The leaders are leaving one by one as Sigurd talks with Lukas and Thyra.
"Sigurd, when did you transform?" Lukas observes him from head to toe not believing him. After all the boy was almost 24 in few months. He always supported the boy with all his might even if he wasn't a wolf.
"Uncle, do you not believe me? Do you want me to transform here? "Sigurd tightens the coat on him and crosses his arms. As if he ever lied to the man! His eyes try to convince the man that he was honest.
"Dad, if he would have lied, why would he sprout it here? I trust that he is sincere. After all my cousin never lied to me." Thyra gives him a serious look.
Sigurd changes the topic of their discussion as he is more curious about their findings.
"It's been a month since you guys trail the wolves. What have you found?" The two look at each other and with concern, they whisper at Sigurd.
"We can't talk here. I will tell you later. "Lukas wants to pat his shoulder but Sigurd steps back.
"What's wrong?" The uncle is worried about the boy who looks like is about to throw up. Sigurd grits his teeth as he curls a little.
"I am fine … I need to go to bathroom …" He vanishes.
Lukas scratches his head and looks at Thyra.
"What is wrong with him? I forgot to ask him why was he here …. "
Sigurd is running the stairs down when a hand grabs him by the waist pulling him in a dark corridor.
He feels his belly hurt as the man is keeping him at his chest with power. A spell is heard and he feels something peeling off him.
'What is happening?' As he smells the scent of the man, many memories flash in his head. A sweet scent floods his whole being and a comforting feeling brushes away his anxiety and pain. It feels good!
"Why did you let another man put an Aura wall on you?" His deep voice sends shivers on Sigurd's back as the man whispers into his ear. His tone is not calm like always. It is the tone he used when he told him to kneel in front of him. Sigurd doesn't want to answer to that question since the fear of abandonment crushes his chest.
'What if Karlen didn't wanted a baby? What if he will kill him? 'His fear intensifies as the silence prologues.
"I … wanted to … be protected .." Sigurd's voice interrupts as he mumbles with his head buried in the man's chest. The fabric is soft and filled with the sweet scent of the man.
'I can't tell him that I am pregnant …..'
"Was it hard to ask me? What's a wall? In a second I would have put three walls on you. After all I am more powerful that that jerk." Karlen says between his teeth. His frustration rises as Sigurd seems to ignore him.
Sigurd doesn't know what to do. The warm embrace makes him ten times more secure that the Aura wall the tea shop owner put on him. He just wants to stay there. As his pride doesn't matter anymore, he hugs the man.
'What a jealous man…'
Karlen is surprised by the bold and unexpected move. He would have never thought that Sigurd being awake will ever hug him. The hands that are around him speak more than the words could ever be able to. He feels the tremble and the coldness as well as the weakness in his arms. As he looks at the face buried, he sees the red nape.
'He is embarrassed … You little …. How can he be this cute …'Karlen pats his head and releases more pheromones. His anger is already gone. What can he do with the boy that is his enemy? Enemy …. Sigurd is still considering him being one. The thought of being apart from Sigurd is killing him on the inside. He knows that it will be hard to get away from the madam and the consequences will destroy his family as well as Sigurd if she knows that he is the reason.
Sigurd doesn't want to let go of the man. As his belly doesn't hurt anymore he becomes more aware of his embarrassing act. If Karlen gets his weakness …. he will not be safe anymore. The man with beard is not on his side. A moment of weakness … that is what he did just now.
With a push, Sigurd steps back looking at the man with a glare. He will not show Karlen his weakness as long as he is still his enemy.
Karlen frowns and grabs him by the hand pinning him on the wall.
"Are you scared of me?"
His eyes are close and his hair falls onto Sigurd's face. The boy glares saying with anger what he thinks.
"I am not scared of you! You are the one scared of me. Why are you running every time as if you don't like me!" He wants to test Karlen.
The man brushes his face and with a low voice gives Sigurd the response.
"Do you think that taking action is always the best? Do you know something about me? Are you in love with me, that's why you ask?"
His pained voice becomes colder as he gets closer and closer. Sigurd feels a pressure as he tries to lean back in order to avoid the man.
"Do you think the past is all that matters? Let me tell you. Only the future truly matter! And weather I like you or no shouldn't influence your decisions. It's weather you like me or not. That's what you should ask yourself. "Sigurd says in a breath all he wanted to say.
"I …. don't know." His lips touch Sigurd. Their tongues burn as they kiss passionately.
What truly matters? It is a question that has it's answer just in their hearts. Is it worth fighting each other? Do they love each other?
The questions are breaking into pieces as they feel their skin and scents interwind.
What will hold tomorrow? What will happen after weeks and months?
Sigurd wants to slash the man that didn't had a backbone. He feels pity and anger mixing with his love for Karlen. What can he do more than showing him through his body? The words can't convey properly what he felt anyways. The trust that is torn and the baby are what keep him with his feet on the ground from throwing himself to the man. He senses that in Karlen was a battle also. The gentle touches and his sad eyes are his prove of his feeling towards Sigurd. He will wait for him no matter how much it will take Karlen to decide where he wanted to be.
Karlen wonders if he can continue kissing and touching the boy without having to pay for his actions later on. What if the madam will catch on his feelings? What if she decides after she will hear that Sigurd is a wolf to kill him? He will need to obey her orders. He doesn't want to put Sigurd in more danger that he already put himself into. How can he be this courageous when he with his eyes saw what the madam and him could do? How can Sigurd let himself being kissed by him? His feelings were clear to Karlen.
Sigurd knew he was a wolf from the start and let Karlen sleep with him multiple times. Sigurd forgave him for killing Didrik as he still shows mercy for him by kissing him with such pathos.
Karlen swears that if Sigurd were to be in danger he will protect him with his life. No more hiding! As long as he can watch over Sigurd from the distance he can hold his feelings.
Sigurd whispers as he breaths heavily.
"I hate you …." He presses his lips one more time on Karlen's.