Babysitting The Amnesiac Lycan King

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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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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.

hem of my dress, the fabric ripping easily. The wolf's ears twitched at

doesn't mean we're friends, I warned, pressing the makeshift bandage

flinched, a low growl rumbling in

didn't back off. "Do you

The growl stopped.

stickiness of its blood on my fingers.

my heels and stared at it. The wolf stared back, its tail giving

welcome," I said

tilted its head, watching me with an intensity that made my skin

are you?" The words slipped out before I could

wolf blinked slowly, its red

a moment, I swore it

eyes softening in a way that didn't match its massive, bloodied frame. Its tail wagged faintly, a silent

its

A low whine escaped its throat before it finally closed its eyes, curling up

1 didn't dare linger.

heart hammered in my chest as I skirted around it, every instinct screaming at 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

nausea.

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

hadn't attacked me. 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 than anything. Wolves didn't just... let

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

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leaned against a tree, rusted but sturdy. I grab it, digging into the dirt

Don't think. Just dig

the ground with each stab, faster, harder. Sweat stung my eyes, but I refused to stop. My chest felt tight-full of something too big, too ugly to name. I pushed it down, down, as the dirt piled higher. The hole

the grave, my hands shaking as I rested its head in the dirt like

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

with dirt. Each shovelful made it harder to breathe, like I was burying

by the grave, my hands caked with blood and soil. "Goodbye, Silas"

couldn't ignore the nagging thought creeping into my head. That wolf-why had it stopped? Why didn't it kill me when

legs moved before I could stop them, carrying me back toward the spot where I'd left

It wasn't there.

a man lying in the 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

heart

That was the wolf.

He's a rogue.

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,

down to the wound on his side. It was deep, the kind of injury that could've

eyelids fluttered, a low groan escaping his lips. The sound was

the

shoulder. If anyone found him here, they'd assume the worst. Rogues didn't get mercy the Riverstone Pack. And if they

should call Gamma. That was the responsible thing to do. That's what a pack

looking at him-his chest rising and falling shallowly, blood still

in

side. If I didn't do something, he wasn't going

sunrise.

time for doubt. I had

regret this, I muttered under

dying on my

Not today.

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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

sharp

favorite," the pack doctor muttered, not even looking

wiry hair was pulled into a bun that looked like it had been fighting her all

shoved the man into a chair, doing my best to position him without dropping him on the floor.

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

calm expression onto my face even though my

chest. “He's...

rogue? No, of course

relative? They know I have

Uh...

my boyfriend." Oh fuck

attention. The clipboard snapped

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