Babysitting The Amnesiac Lycan King

King Novel 9

Chapter 9

The smell of old books and varnished wood hits me as soon as we step inside the library, and for a moment, I almost forget the tall, brooding man-child trailing

behind me.

Almost

Enoch sticks out like a sore thumb in this space, his massive frame blocking out the light filtering through the high windows

His green eyes scan the shelves, lingering on the spines as if they're relics of some forgotten world.

"This,” I announce, spinning around dramatically, "is my sanctuary. The only place where no one bothers me." I gesture at the books though I've just revealed the Holy Grail.

Enoch doesn't say anything-he rarely does-but his gaze shifts to me, soft and curious.

He tilts his head, and it's the kind of gesture that makes him look more of a clueless puppy than a man who just ripped the throat out of a rogue.

"Come on, I'll give you the grand tour."

His footsteps are almost silent despite his size, which is honestly unsettling.

For someone who looks like he could tear down walls with his bare hands, he moves like a ghost.

I glance back to make sure he's still there, and he's watching me with this intense, unreadable look that sends a shiver down my spine.

"Stop doing that," I mutter.

"What?" His voice is low, raspy. He hasn't used it much.

"Staring like you're trying to decide if I'm prey or just really annoying," I snap,

pushing a book back into its place a little harder than necessary.

Enoch doesn't reply, but the corners of his mouth twitch, and for a second, I think he might actually smile.

“See, this is where I spend hours pretending to do something productive while actually just snooping into centuries-old gossip." I smirk, trying to lighten the mood.

Enoch pauses abruptly, his eyes locked on a particular book. Its leather cover is cracked, the gold title faded but still legible: The Royal Hierarchy of the Werewolf Kingdom.

"Figures you'd go straight for that," I mutter, stepping closer to him. "You always have to pick the most ominous thing in the room, don't you?"

He tilts his head, his fingers grazing the spine of the book. I take it down for him, flipping it open to a chapter I know too

well.

"Okay, here's the gist," I say, pointing at a page with a symbol of the Alpha King's crest.

"The Alpha King is the ruler of everything. The top dog. The big bad wolf. No one knows his name, no one's seen his face- except for his court. They say he's ruthless. He expanded the kingdom, annihilated rogues, and basically crushed anyone who dared to defy him."

I flip the page, the image of the Alpha King's symbol staring back at me. My throat tightens just looking at it.

"Taryn scared?"

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I glance at him started His eyes are on me, not the bok

I swallow fondo acaud, Taay pickly, even to my pulse doing its best impressive of

a drum solo I'm angry. He's

rauch je jammable for parent's death

Istoge myself, shaking my head ever mind, 1 por I need to meet him

Fooch ribs las head again, like he's processing my words "You meet him

"That's the plan" I mutter, closing the book with a sharp snap. "If Lever get the chance, love him a piece of my mind

And maybe get revenge for what me and my other had to go through when the park was attacked

"Why?" His brows former, and he looks genuinely puzzled, like the idea of me wanting to meet a man 1 clearly despice

don't compete

It's personal, I say shortly, shoving the book back on the shelf. My fingers tremble, and I hate that he notices

"Me"

at

his own chest with a finger.

myself. His serious

my eyes. "You're going to waltz into the Imperial Palace and challenge the most powerful

insists,

a tear from my eye, still

like he's an overconfident toddler. "Alright, tough guy. Let's work on you not scaring Omegas

head into the aisle, impatiently glancing at me "Taryn, the headmaid is asking

groan. "Of course she

who's now staring at the Omega like

sure hope he's not thinking of killing her just because I've been taken

For fuck's sake

TLOW.

guy has

Don't touch anything, don't scare anyone, and for the love of all

rip anyone's

Enoch. "Stay here. Behave. Don't touch anything

important.

his puppy-dog eyes follow me all

left a golden retriever behind in

he's going

are already

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holding talu i swatches and flower arrangements. The air is thick with the scent of

and nervous energy

Mating Hall is my thing-the one time I get to call the shots, even if

someone sitting in my chair at

falter.

there she is-Seraphina, in

slowly, and

lips curl into a smile that's more predatory than

voice

sweetness.

throat, completely

will

I say through gritted teeth. "I'm sure her... insight

lips curling into a predatory simile. "I've always thought the Mating Ball

bite back the urge to tell her where she can shove her 'elegance. Instead,

hands.

going to

the bridge of my nose. Before I can say yes, no, or tell her to shove

eyes wide

what, two hours since I dumped Enoch in the library? I don't even have time to correct her terminology before Seraphina

you're busy," she purrs. “We'll take that as

hard I'm surprised they don't shatter. Without

her satisfied

Fuck her.

is

man is curled up near the shelves, clutching his face, which is leaking red all over

And then there's Enoch.

the center of it all, towering even

unbothered calm, but there's this... aura

suffocating energy that screams

you can see, but you feel

got ten times heavier,

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these idiots aren't bowing. They're

I yell through their

and Enoch just takes it, his

every blow, as if he's testing

he breaks,

it's a

snarls, throwing another punch that lands

jaw.

I scream, rushing forward, but another voice

"Enough."

but it doesn't need to

into the room like the self-important

for

lighter now but no less tense.

sweep over the scene as though inspecting