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

his own chest with

His serious expression doesn't budge,

Imperial Palace and challenge the most powerful

he insists,

from my

patting his head like he's an overconfident toddler. "Alright, tough guy. Let's work on you not scaring Omegas into fainting before you take on

her head into the aisle, impatiently glancing at me "Taryn,

groan. "Of

Enoch, who's now staring at the Omega like she's the most confusing thing

killing her just because I've been taken

For fuck's sake

TLOW.

guy has given me

anyone, and for

rip

"Stay here. Behave. Don't touch

important.

me all the way to the

like I just left a golden retriever behind in a

I sure hop he's going to be

are already buzzing when I walk

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i swatches and flower arrangements. The air is

and nervous energy

has been my dentiain. The Mating Hall is my thing-the one time I get to call the shots, even if it's just about

someone sitting in my chair at the head

falter.

is-Seraphina, in all her smug, perfectly-

slowly, and there she

lips curl into a

her voice dripping with

sweetness.

throat, completely oblivious to the

cut with a knife. "Seraphina will be joining the

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

curling into a predatory simile. "I've always thought the Mating Ball could use a touch of elegance.

her where she can shove her

hands.

to be a

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

eyes wide

Enoch in the library? I don't even

like you're busy," she purrs. “We'll take that as a decision to create

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

of her satisfied hum echoing

Fuck her.

library is a

up near the shelves, clutching his face, which is leaking red all over his shirt. Another one is slumped in the corner,

And then there's Enoch.

center of it all, towering even

unbothered calm,

suffocating energy that screams

but you

ten times heavier, begging you

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idiots aren't bowing.

fuck?!" I yell through their lourd

flying, and Enoch just takes it, his

as if he's testing

he breaks,

it's

guy snarls, throwing another punch that lands

jaw.

scream, rushing forward, but another voice cuts through

"Enough."

but it doesn't need to

room like the self-important asshole he

grateful for his

again, lighter now but no less

sweep over the scene as though inspecting his property for