Babysitting The Amnesiac Lycan King

Chapter 2

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Who... Who are you?" I whispered, my voice barely audible as my hand hesitated in midair, trembling

The wolf-no, this thing was bigger than any wolf I'd ever seen-stared back at me. Its red eyes glowed like embers, cutting through the shadows of the forest. But there wasn't any fury in them. No bloodlust. Instead, it felt like... recognition. Like

it

knew me

My fingers brushed against its fur before I could stop myself. Soft. That's what threw me off the most. For a beast this size, its fur felt like velvet beneath my touch.

It leaned into my hand. Just a little. Enough to make my heart stutter,

"What the hell...I muttered under my breath. This was insane. It could rip my arm off in a second, but it didn't.

Instead, it let me touch it.

My hand slid along its neck, and for a moment, I forgot about the blood staining its muzzle. But when my eyes trailed lower. the sight hit me like a slap.

Blood. Crimson streaks glistening under the moonlight. Its teeth, its fur-hell, even the ground around it-were splattered with the evidence of its kill.

My hand jerked back like I'd touched fire.

The wolf's ears flattened against its massive skull, and its eyes dimmed. It took a step back, slumping slightly as if the rejection physically hurt.

Was it

sad?

No. Absolutely not. I wasn't going to pity a blood-soaked beast that just murdered my only source of comfort in this godforsaken pack-a damn deer. My deer.

"Great," 1 hissed, throwing my hands up. "As if getting rejected by Kallias in front of everyone wasn't enough, now I'm playing therapist to a homicidal wolf. Fantastic."

The wolf's ears twitched.

And then it stumbled.

I froze, watching as its legs buckled beneath it. It caught itself before it hit the ground, but the effort was written all over its trembling frame.

That's when I saw it.

The gash.

The fur near its side was slick with blood, hiding the wound until now. But as the beast shifted, the ugly, raw edges of torn. flesh became impossible to miss. Blood dripped from it, pooling onto the dirt below.

"Shit," I muttered, the word slipping out before I could stop it.

The wolf's gaze locked onto mine again, its red eyes still burning but softer now. Pleading.

And just like that, my panic took a backseat to something else.

"Why me?" I groaned, crouching down slowly. My knees scraped against the

rough forest floor as I inched closer. "Of all the Omegas in the pack, you pick the one who just got Jumiliated in public to deal with your furry-ass problems."

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The woll di

move, it just

watched me

"This is so stupid," I muttered. My hands hovered over its side, trembling again. "Don't bite me, okay? I swear, if you so much as twitch wrong. I'll... -

The wolf huffed.

Huffed. Like I was the one being ridiculous.

"Oh, you've got jokes now?" I glared at it, but my hands kept moving. The fur around the wound was sticky with blood, and the gash was worse than 1 thought. Deep. Too deep for something this big to still be standing.

of my dress, the fabric ripping easily. The

friends, I warned, pressing the makeshift bandage against its

a low growl rumbling in its

still!" My voice wavered, but I didn't back off. "Do you want

The growl stopped.

stickiness of its blood on my fingers.

sat back on my heels and stared at it. The wolf

I said

me with an intensity that made my

a wolf, are you?" The words slipped out

red eyes gleaming

moment, just a

its massive, bloodied frame. Its tail wagged faintly, a silent request for something I couldn't bring myself to give. My hand hovered

after what it had done, but its gaze burned into

its throat before it finally closed its eyes, curling up into the

1 didn't dare linger.

me to keep my distance. My hands found the lifeless body of my deer, its warm blood staining my fingers. My throat tightened, but I forced down the wave

nausea.

Silas' weight sagged against me, but I couldn't just leave it there. Not for scavengers, not

It could've ripped me apart like it had my deer, but it hadn't. I didn't understand it, and that pissed me off more

reached the clearing near my brother's grave, my knees buckling as I placed the deer

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against a tree, rusted but sturdy. I

Don't think. Just dig

stop. My chest felt tight-full of something

my hands shaking as I rested its head in

here," I said, my voice cracking. "I thought you'd

to cover it with dirt. Each shovelful

grave, my hands caked with blood and soil.

thought creeping into my head. That wolf-why

hands. My legs moved before I could stop them, carrying me back toward the spot where I'd left it. The

It wasn't there.

spot where the wolf had been. A man. His body was crumpled in the dirt, and blood pooled around him like he was trying to drown in it. His dark hair was matted, his shirt torn open, revealing deep, jagged gashes

heart

That was the wolf.

He's a rogue.

from his face. He's gorgeous, and I'm afraid to say this, perhaps even more gorgeous than Kallias-sharp jawline, high cheekbones, and lips that could've been sculpted by a god. If he wasn't bleeding out, I might've

fingers trailing down to the wound on his side. It was

a low groan escaping his

the depths

the worst. Rogues didn't get mercy the Riverstone Pack. And if they interrogated him, Goddess

responsible thing to do. That's what a pack

and falling shallowly, blood still dripping from his

in

I cursed, hands hovering over the gash on his side. If I didn't do something, he wasn't going to make it

sunrise.

doubt. I

I muttered under

dying on

Not today.

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weight of him on my shoulder made every step feel like dragging a full sack of wet cement uphill. His body was solid. heavier than I expected, and reeked of blood and forest. By the time I reached the pack infirmary, my arms felt like they were

open. The sharp scent of

muttered, not even looking up from

her hand. Her wiry hair was pulled into a bun that looked like it had

doing my best to position him without dropping him

dark eyes narrowing as they landed on him. "And who exactly is "he"?" she asked, her voice

expression onto my

my chest. “He's... uh," Fuck, think

of course I

They know I have

Uh...

my

clipboard snapped shut, and she raised

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