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.

afraid of his

trouble maker and the Alpha, his father, would scold him to death. After all, an heir to one of the strongest packs in the continent shouldn't be out here in the unclaimed lands aggravating

a

I was stupid enough to believe

of bitterness through me, but I shove

Focus, Taryn.

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

of ivy, it's the same

push the vines aside and drag Enoch inside, collapsing against the cold, damp wall with

is deafening, broken only by the steady patter of

him and my stomach twists. His lips are pale, his skin on the

What the hell?

I murmur, shifting

his green

bubbles in my chest and I reach out to him, pressing a hand to

forehead. He's cold-too cold.

Enoch," I mutter under my

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I shift into

form takes over, my für warm and

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even sitting down, and

scarf trying to cover a boulder-but

we want to die that

think, though I'm not sure who I'm trying

almost soothing if it weren't for the gnawing

now leaning into the warmth

steady now,

not going to die anytime soon' My wolf

wrong with you?" I mutter, my voice barely

answer, of

mental note to ask Dr. Lisa about it later. About

seems to betray his

amnesia, that might be one of the

his wolf and

for now, I just keep him close, hoping my warmth is enough to chase

earlier.

is heavier than the rain

subsided, his breathing evening out

my human form, finally able

just need to

my situation slaps

nothing

back at the exact spot I shifted to my wolf

Then back at myself.

Oh, shit.

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

and finally turns to the missing warmth he's

to peek out to see if he's listening. The

my cheeks as I glance at

soft grunt tells

"Strip." I demand.

There's a pause.

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Godda, did I just way

His voici lusitant, and when I peek around the boulder,

like a contured proppe

demurely

hand in a flustered motion Crimson is rising up my face and it's begining to feel hotter

I think he's going to ask why Please don't. The last thing I want to say is I just for my underwear shifting just

warm you

sight of his broad chest as he peels it off almost makes the Sone my train of thought, but I quickly look away before I embarrass myself.

he starts walking toward the boulder with

closer. Just toss

looking mildly offended but does as I say, throwing the

over the rock

inhaling the faint scent of pine and earth that clings to the

from behind the boulder, he's sitting cross-legged near the cave wall, his eyes scanning

still as hot, Gosh, why did he have to be such a clueless

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

we sit in silence, the sound

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