Devoted Love(BWNAM)

3

Willka sported my vest over the next few days proudly. The woman fawned over it and he preened under the attention. He also much to my surprise and dismay told everyone it was made by me

His mug expression was so palapbale one would think it was made for him. It wasn't. it was made for the one who held my heart but did not want it

But he cared not. A small part of me was warmed by the fact.

I waited at the meeting rock at dawn for Mihko.

Surprisingly that day someone else beat him to it

Willka strolled up wearing my vest and grinning at me

I stilled myself for another unpleasant conversation

"Hello Nizhoni going fishing?"

I looked at him suspiciously. he seemed to know my schedule of things and would often pop up at the most oddest and inconvenient of times

"Yes" I said curtly

He only smiled wider

"Perhaps you and i could go hunting later, we will need much meat for when the Shawik arrive"

I nodded this was true the tribe was working hard to make sure we would have enough to provide for the visiting tribe

Every available hunter was working overtime. The chief was determined to not look poor in front of the Shawtik

i shook my head at such useless pride. It would not save us from our troubles after all

"Ok" i said only because it was needed and encouraged that hunters hunt together for safety

Since Talako began to abandon our hunting trips i had often hunted alone, occasionally Mihko would join but not often enough.

"Great! Willka exclaimed his smile blinding he seemed overjoyed.

His eyes held mine as I studied him and his assuredly immodest intentions

Then the atmosphere changed and his gaze turned into one I had never seen before

His gaze shifted from my eyes to my lips down to where my breast were

I shifted uncomfortable with his scrutiny

i knew that look

Other hunters I seen gave it to their wives and potential bed partners

i panicked at it, stepping away

he brought his eyes back to mine his face apologetic and wistful

A sound interrupted the moment and we both startled and turned toward the noise

The other clan had arrived

Anxiety took hold as my hands shook.

The last time this had happened did not end well for me

Flashback

It was strawberry moon and the weather was hot and unbearable. But I stood, determination coloring my sweat soaked face.

Talako stood next to me gripping my arm. I was 8 and he was but 11

He was teaching me the proper way to hold and throw a spear. The way his father had begun to teach him.

He knew my father would not. He wanted me to be like the other woman of the tribe and not hunt or fish, but i was defiant as ever and would not be deterred

I wanted to be a hunter.

Talako promised to teach me and he had been steadfast in his promise

Suddenly voices sounded ; breaking our concentration

A group of boys enterd the area

I had not seen them before, but I remembered my father saying another tribe was visiting to hopefully find wives among our clan

The boys looked the same age as Talako

They sneered at me in disgust; how most people looked at me

"What are you doing with this black skin?"

Talako growled at the derogatory word , his fist clenched and his eyes blazing.

"Get lost and mind your own business"

The boys snickered I recognized one among them.

Willka

"What are you doing Nizhoni? woman can't hunt and no one would hunt with you, look at you, your nauseating"

"You are like the dirt at my feet, maybe that's where you belong"

"SHUT UP WILLKA!!" Talako yelled

"You" he spat into his face

"Are nothing more than a healer's son"

His face turned red with rage. he said nothing because he knew it to be true

Talako was the chief's son, soon to be future chief. he never would be anything but a healer's son

A high position sure, but not the top. Not a leader

Willka narrowed his eyes

"Why are you defending her?, she is nothing"

His hate was like a living thing, breathing and sliding along my skin like a festering disease.

"She is apart of this tribe and you would do well to remember that" he spat

Willka glared at me before he stalked away.

The other boys following him

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That was the first time Talako stood up for me. That was also the first time I had ever realized how truly different and shunned I was from the clan.

Looking at Willka now, you would not know he had tormented me as a child.

We hurried back up the hill to the tribe grounds watching as the other clan rode in

My concern began to steep higher as they drew nearer but a rider atop a majestic horse smiled down at me as he passed an somewhat eased the overwhelming fear I felt

perhaps this time would be different...................................................................

A filler to show you the history of Talako and Nizhoni's dislike of Willka

Up next new Tribe Drama

Would you guys like a differn POV i planned to do it anyway but not yet unless you REALLY want it

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