"... Fuck."
Hinata let out a long sigh.
Actually, he had already known something like this would happen back when he and Tamara were close in Falmouth.
However, things were different then, since he had only one goal in mind. Now that the goal was gone, his mind had gone wandering, exploring different things.
Hinata didn't hate this change in him. Perhaps if he wanted to survive in this world, he needed someone he would always want to return to.
'Well, that doesn't mean I'll make it easy for her either,' he scoffed internally. 'No way I'm going back and just start saying shit.'
A small smile curved his lips, but it quickly vanished as the sound of growling reached his ears.
His head snapped to the side. There, hiding in a dark corner, were not one but three Dire Wolves.
Slowly, the three of them began moving closer, their thunder-coated steps lifting tiny pebbles and grains of sand into the air.
