An Invite From The Master of Hell

[KAWAI]

"Is that…" Tamiko asked as he stared at the cripple who was at the palace entrance in the oddest of companies. He looked too familiar even his awful scent that had triggered Tamiko one too many times. 

It was almost like the young Lycan was stepping out of a nightmare right back into another one that was worse than that. Perhaps it was not right, the way that he was thinking of the man but then Tamiko hadn't exactly been expecting the man here. 

This was not what he had ever imagined possible in the history of the races that despise each other without any restraints. Then again, Tamiko couldn't quite think of a possible reason that could bring the odds to this point. 

It made no real sense and as the young Lycan faltered in his steps and his best friend held him, their eyes both held the same questions of what the fuck was going on there.