Babysitting The Amnesiac Lycan King

King Novel 12

Chapter 12

We didn't get out of the market fast enough before the bruised ranger's voice rings out behind un horse bur furious "Guards! Over there! Please stop them!"

Oh, you stalking bastard.

My heart plummets, and I can practically hear the thud of my stomach hitting the ground.

I whip my head around just in time to see him pointing toward us, his face red and blotchy from Enoch's chokehold carber

Shit

The heavy thud of boots grows louder, and I don't need to turn to know what's comi

The second the guards turned our way, I knew two things: we were screwed, and this was definitely going to be my fault

somehow.

Not to mention, they're pack warriors. Imperial pack warriors. My hand tightens on Enoch's.

"Run!" I scream.

And we're off

The market becomes a blur of colors and chaos as we tear through the stalls.

Vendors shout in outrage as we knock over baskets and topple displays. Apples roll across the cobblestones like marbles. sending one particularly unlucky shopper sprawling face-first into the mud.

"You little fuckers!" He yells elbow-deep on the muddy ground.

"Sorry!" I yell over my shoulder, though I'm not sure they care about my apology while we're causing this much carnage.

Enoch stays close, his long legs eating up the distance with ease. He's silent and focused, but I can feel that same scary aural radiating off him in waves.

A sharp whistle pierces the air, and my stomach flips.

They're gaining on us. Oh Goddess.

"Faster!" I hiss, though my lungs are already burning, and my legs feel like they're about to give out.

We veer into a narrow alley, the walls pressing in on either side. The cobblestones are slick with rainwater, and I nearly lose. my footing, grabbing Enoch's arm for balance.

He steadies me without a word-his grip firm but careful.

"This way!" I yank him down another path, this one hidden by overgrown bushes and tangled vines and an oaktree I learned to love.

The rain starts to fall, light at first, then harder, soaking through my clothes and turning the ground into a muddy mess. Great fucking timing

My hair sticks to my face, my boots squelching with every step, but I don't stop. I can't stop.

"Stop right there!"

The shouts from the Imperial Pack warriors grow tinter, but I don't trust it. Not

yet.

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We push through the underbrush, branches scraping at my arms and snagging on my clothes. My heart pounds in my chest. with each beat reminding me of what's at stake right now.

If we're caught, it' Lover

The Imperial Pack doesn't play games. They'll drag us back to their territory, and call our Pack Representatives. I know exactly who'll be called to pick us up like misbehaving kids at a principal's office-Gamma Abel.

I promised him that my so-called boyfriend here wouldn't cause any disasters!

And if Kallas finds out about this, he'll have Enoch kicked out of the Riverstone Pack before I can blink. He's waiting for this. exact opportunity for us to fuck up anyway.

"Keep going." I urge, though I'm pretty sure Enoch doesn't need the encouragement.

The path opens up into a clearing, and my breath catches in my throat. Nostalgia hits me like a sucker punch to the

This place.

It's been years, but I'd recognize it anywhere.

gut.

The thick underbrush, the canopy of trees that barely lets in any light, the faint scent of moss and rain-soaked earth-it's: where Kallias and I used to sneak off

to.

was just a cocky boy too afraid of his father's wrath to misbehave in plain

all, an heir to one

was a great

stupid enough to believe I mattered

is enough to send a pang of bitterness through me, but I

Focus, Taryn.

down in earnest, soaking us to the bone. My boots slide on the wet

reach the cave. Hidden behind a curtain of ivy, it's the same one Kallias and I

drag Enoch inside, collapsing against the cold, damp wall with

deafening, broken only by the

him and my stomach twists. His lips are

What the hell?

I murmur,

doesn't respond, his green

bubbles in my chest and I reach

forehead. He's cold-too cold.

Enoch," I mutter under

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thinking. I shift into my

für warm and thick as I curl around

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awkward-he's huge, even sitting down, and I

trying to cover a boulder-but it'll

unless we want to die

should help," I think, though I'm not sure who I'm

sound almost soothing if it weren't

glance at Enoch again who is now leaning into the warmth of my

and steady now, but his expression

least this man's not going to die anytime soon'

with you?" I mutter, my voice barely above a

answer,

mental note to ask Dr. Lisa

sometimes seems to betray

he has amnesia, that might be one of the underlying

with his wolf and shift in

is enough to chase away whatever shadows linger in

earlier.

silence in the cave is heavier than the

his breathing evening

shift back into my human form, finally able to

we just need to get back-oh

reality of my situation slaps me

nothing on.

down on myself and back at the exact spot I shifted

Then back at myself.

Oh, shit.

of torn fabrics lay on the spot I shifted It was the dress and the freaking underwear I

his eyes and finally turns to the missing warmth he's

anything to cover, not bothering to peek out to see if he's listening. The last thing I

throat, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks as I glance at the boulder separating us.

grunt tells me he's

"Strip." I demand.

There's a pause.

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Godda, did I just

I peek around the

like a contured proppe

demurely

Crimson is rising up my face and

Please don't. The last thing

warm

sight of his broad chest as he peels it

I yelp as he starts walking toward the boulder with

come closer. Just toss

looking mildly offended but does as

over the rock

my head and inhaling the faint scent of pine and earth that

the cave wall, his eyes

good" He mutter, voice hoarse but still as hot, Gosh, why did he have to be such a

shirt tight around me. I don't have any underwear so

moment, we sit in silence, the sound of rain filling the

was that back there? Who was that guy?" Enoch's jaw tightens, his green eyes flickering with something dark and unreadable. He