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"

blink at him

he taps his own chest with a finger. "Me. Defeat Alpha

stop myself. His serious expression doesn't budge, which only makes it

to waltz into the Imperial Palace and challenge the most powerful man

he insists,

a tear from my

toddler. "Alright, tough guy. Let's work on you not scaring Omegas into fainting

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

groan. "Of

the Omega like she's the most confusing thing he's ever

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

For fuck's sake

TLOW.

guy has

here. Don't touch anything, don't scare anyone,

rip anyone's throat

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

important.

follow me all the way to the door,

I just left a golden retriever behind in

he's

already

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arrangements. The air is thick with the scent of fresh

and nervous energy

is my thing-the one time I get

sitting in my chair at the head

falter.

is-Seraphina,

slowly, and

curl into a smile that's more

voice dripping with

sweetness.

completely oblivious to the

with a knife. "Seraphina will be joining

"I'm

simile. "I've always thought the Mating

can shove her 'elegance. Instead, I nod, my nails digging into the parchment

hands.

to

no, or tell her to shove her faux elegance

Omega practically tumbles inside, eyes wide with panic. "Your boyfriend's

two hours since I dumped Enoch in the library? I don't even have

take that as

I'm surprised they don't shatter. Without

of her satisfied hum echoing in my

Fuck her.

is a

the shelves, clutching his face, which is leaking red all over his shirt. Another one is slumped in the corner, looking like he's seen a ghost-or maybe

And then there's Enoch.

in the center of it all,

with unbothered

suffocating energy that screams

you

times heavier, begging you to

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aren't bowing.

I yell

flying, and Enoch just takes it, his

every blow, as if he's testing how much damage he

he breaks,

alert: it's a

one guy snarls, throwing another punch that lands with a sickening

jaw.

another voice cuts through

"Enough."

loud, but it doesn't

room like the self-important asshole he is, and

for

no less tense. The group

sweep over the scene