Babysitting The Amnesiac Lycan King

King Novel 10

Chapter 10

wking beude Enoch to the infirmary feels as though I'm escorting a nuclear bomb that could detonate any second. He's quiet, but his presence isn't

He absorbs the air around him, pulling everyone's attention whether they want to look or not. His steps are heavy, deliberate, as if the world bends slightly beneath him.

The infirmary door creaks as it swings

open, the smell of antiseptic hitting me like a slap in the face. It's sharp, sterile, and at little too familiar lately. Dr. Lisa stands by the counter, her brows lifting when her eyes land on Enoch.

"Ah, the usual suspect."

Enoch stares at her as though she's speaking another language, tilting his head. His confusion is almost cute-if you ignore the blood staining hus shirt and that ceric calm radiating off him as if he didn't just survive another brawl.

"If you're trying to set a record for visits, you're winning," she says, her dry humor cutting through the silence.

Enoch doesn't react. He just stands there, broad and brooding-a wall of muscle that hasn't quite figured out it can move on

His gaze flickers to me for confirmation, like he needs permission to breathe.

"Go," 1 nudge him, gesturing to the exam table. "She's not going to bite."

Dr. Lisa snorts. "I might if he keeps showing up uninvited."

"Sit down," she orders, pointing to the exam table. "You've been here so much lately I'm tempted to give you your own

room."

I snort, brushing my hair out of my face. "Make sure it's padded."

Dr. Lisa arches a brow at me, but Enoch doesn't react. He just sits, obedient as ever. It's almost unnerving how easily he listens to me.

"Behave," I mutter.

It's almost comical how out of place he looks here-this mountain of a man with blood on his shirt and an otherworldly aura that screams "don't mess with me."

Satisfied that Dr. Lisa won't get herself killed, I leave him in her capable hands.

When I slam the library doors open, they rebound with a loud bang, making everyone inside jump.

Heads whip in my direction, their gazes bouncing between my furious glare and Kallias, who's still lounging in his chair.

The audacity,

I march to his table, my boots clicking sharply against the tiled floor, and slam my hand down on the wood so hard, the sound echoes.

Kallias finally lifts his eyes from his book, looking more irritated than surprised. "We need to talk," I snap.

"Hello to you, too," he drawls, leaning back in his chair like the infuriating prick he

is.

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"Don't" Ijab a finger in his face. "Don't start with that condescending bullshit. Why didn't you stop them! You saw what was happening. Kallias. Your friends were harassing him, and you just sat there?"

He doesn't flinch.

His gaze sharpens, darkening with something I can't quite place. "You want me to stop my own pack from defending another member who's beaten to death?

"Defending "I cut myself off, biting down on the words threatening to spill. Instead, I plant my fists on the table and glare at him, willing him to take me seriously.

was an attack, and

tightening. For a moment, he looks at me like he might actually listen, but then he smirks, his tone

stunned by

locking onto mine with a sudden intensity that

air's been sucked out of the room. My throat tightens, but I force myself to

my tongue, but they're

shifts so fast it's dizzying-shock, fury,

I can process what's happening, his hand wraps around my wrist, dragging

he's stronger, and we both know it. His fingers digs

me against the wall, his

them above my head, and I grit

This motherfucker.

You spent years trying to get me to notice you, and now what? You're with

boils. "Yours? You think I was yours?

clenches, but I keep going, years of

a damn, and you couldn't even keep your hands off Seraphina long enough to

of him "You didn't accept me

slightly, and his expression falters. For a second-just a

"Taryn...

wrench my wrists free and

of the library without looking

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time I reach the infirmary, my hands are

against

Enoch is inside. Waiting

cheeks, willing the tears

there.

with enough of his amnesia without me dumping my

of my hands into my eyes, forcing the tears back. I can't

here. Not in

when I've already leaned on him more than

the hell out of

heading back to the

longer than usual, every step dragging as if I'm

quicksand.

words still simmering in

isn't the time for

double doors, muffled voices filter through the wood. I pause, fingers hovering over the handle, and strain to hear.

door open, the sound louder than I intended. The voices stop abruptly, and every pair of

to me.

table as

perfectly over her shoulders, not a strand out of place, and she's wearing a dress that somehow looks both casual and straight out of a designer

and authoritative as she points to a chart on the board.

next to her, nodding

my chest, and I bite the inside of my cheek to

face neutral.

Ар

one standing in

not once did the headmaid look at me with even a shred of the

I can say a word, the headmaid catches my arm and pulls me

firm, as she whispers with

They've already come up with

W-what?

who doesn't know better.

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I force

and step into

She notices me immediately, her lips curving into a smile

kind. Almost.