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 father's wrath to misbehave in plain

death. After all, an heir to one

a

stupid enough to

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

Focus, Taryn.

until the rain comes down in earnest, soaking us to the bone. My boots slide on

it's the same one Kallias and I used to hide in, though it feels

Enoch inside, collapsing against the cold, damp wall with

is deafening, broken only by the steady

my stomach twists. His lips are pale, his skin on the other hand is

What the hell?

I

respond, his green eyes glassy

and I reach out to

forehead. He's cold-too cold.

mutter under

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I shift into my

my für warm and thick as I

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even sitting

scarf trying to cover a boulder-but it'll have

unless we want to die that

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

grows heavier, the sound almost soothing if it weren't for

Enoch again who is now leaning into the warmth of

slow and steady now, but his expression still

going to die anytime soon' My wolf murmurs

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

doesn't answer,

make a mental note to ask Dr. Lisa

body sometimes seems to

might be

with his wolf and shift in

just keep him close, hoping my warmth is enough to chase away whatever shadows linger in his mind

earlier.

the cave is heavier than the rain pouring

shivering has finally subsided, his breathing

my

need to

reality of my situation slaps

nothing on. Zilch.

down on myself and back at the exact spot I shifted to my

Then back at myself.

Oh, shit.

the spot I shifted It was the dress

finally turns to the missing warmth he's been laying on for the last

as I look around for anything to cover, not bothering to peek out to see if he's listening. The last thing I need is for him to see more than

my throat, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks as I

soft grunt tells

"Strip." I demand.

There's a pause.

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did I

voici lusitant, and when I peek around the boulder, he cutting his

like a contured proppe

he's demurely misunderstanding

your shirt That's what I meant I mp, waving my hand in a flustered motion Crimson is rising up my face and it's begining to feel hotter

for a terrifying second, 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

chest as he peels it off almost makes the Sone my train of thought, but I quickly look

toward the boulder with his shirt in hand to

come closer. Just

mildly offended but

over the rock

it up, pulling it over my head and inhaling the faint scent of pine and earth

behind the boulder, he's sitting cross-legged near the cave

hoarse but still as hot, Gosh, why did he

plopping down beside him and pulling the oversized shirt tight around me. I don't have any underwear

the sound of

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