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.

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

I warned, pressing the makeshift bandage

growl rumbling

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

The growl stopped.

the stickiness of its blood

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

welcome," I

its head, watching me with an intensity that made

are you?" The words slipped out

its red eyes gleaming

for a moment, just a moment, I

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 myself

what it had done, but its gaze

eyes dimming. A low whine escaped its throat before

1 didn't dare linger.

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

nausea.

Silas" I murmured, scooping him up. Silas' weight sagged against me, but I couldn't

from the wolf felt heavy. It 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

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

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but sturdy. I grab it, digging into

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

lowered the deer into the grave, my hands shaking as I rested its head in the dirt like it could somehow wake

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

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

by the grave, my hands caked

creeping into my head. That wolf-why had it stopped? Why didn't it kill me

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

It wasn't there.

dirt, and blood pooled around him like he was trying to drown in it. His dark

heart skip

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

the hell are you?" I muttered, my fingers trailing down to the wound on his side. It was deep, the kind of

fluttered, a low groan escaping his lips. The

from the depths of

glancing over my shoulder. If anyone 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 injuries

was the responsible thing to do. That's what a

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

in

If I didn't do something, he wasn't going to

sunrise.

no time for doubt.

to regret this, I muttered under

dying on my

Not today.

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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

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

pack doctor muttered,

a bun that looked like it had

a chair, doing my best to position him without dropping him

Lisa's gaze flicked up, her dark eyes narrowing as they landed on him. "And who exactly is "he"?" she asked,

onto

in my chest. “He's... uh," Fuck,

course I can't say

They know I

Uh...

He's my boyfriend." Oh

her attention. The clipboard snapped shut, and

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