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.

the fabric ripping easily. The wolf's ears twitched at the sound, but it

friends, I warned, pressing the makeshift bandage against its

low growl rumbling in

My voice wavered, but I didn't back off. "Do you want me to help

The growl stopped.

as tightly as I could, ignoring the stickiness of its blood on my fingers. My stomach churned, but I kept

I finished, I sat back on my heels and stared at it. The wolf stared back, its tail

welcome," I

tilted its head, watching me with

are you?" The words slipped out

red eyes

a moment, just a

me, its crimson eyes softening in a way that didn't match its massive, bloodied frame. Its tail wagged faintly, a silent request for something I couldn't bring

wrong after what it had done, but its gaze

eyes dimming. A low whine escaped its throat before it finally closed its eyes, curling up into the grass like it was

1 didn't dare linger.

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

nausea.

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

deer, but it hadn't. I didn't understand it, and that pissed me off

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

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tree, rusted but sturdy. I grab it,

Don't think. Just dig

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 was deep

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

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

to cover it with dirt. Each shovelful

the grave, my hands caked with

wolf-why had it stopped? Why didn't it

stood, brushing dirt from my hands. My legs moved before I could stop them, carrying me back toward the spot where I'd left it. The clearing came into view, and my breath

It wasn't there.

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

my heart skip a

That was the wolf.

He's a rogue.

him, my hand trembling as I brushed his hair back from his face. He's gorgeous, and I'm afraid to say this, perhaps even more gorgeous than Kallias-sharp jawline, high

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

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

the depths of

found him here, they'd assume the worst. Rogues didn't get mercy the Riverstone Pack. And if they interrogated him, Goddess only knows if he's going to survive with these

was the responsible thing to do.

him-his chest rising and falling shallowly,

in

gash on his side. If I

sunrise.

no time for doubt. I had

to regret this, I muttered under my breath. But

dying

Not today.

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His body was solid. heavier than I expected, and reeked of blood and forest. By the time I

for an invitation before pushing the door open. The sharp scent of antiseptic hit me, stinging my nose as 1

the pack doctor muttered, not even looking up from

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

shoved the man into a chair, doing my best to position him without dropping him on the floor. “He's hurt,” I said,

landed on him. "And who exactly

a calm expression onto my face even though my

in my chest. “He's... uh,"

rogue? No, of course I

They know I have no

Uh...

my boyfriend." Oh fuck

her attention. The clipboard snapped shut, and she

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