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.

too afraid of

a trouble maker and the Alpha, his father, would scold him to death. After all, an heir to

a great

stupid enough to believe I mattered to

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

Focus, Taryn.

bone. My

a curtain of ivy, it's the same one Kallias and

Enoch inside, collapsing against the cold, damp wall

deafening, broken only by the steady patter

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

What the hell?

freezing." I murmur, shifting

respond, his green eyes

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

forehead. He's cold-too cold.

I mutter under

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I shift into

wolf form takes over, my für warm

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even sitting down, and I

to cover a boulder-but

unless we want to

help," I think, though I'm

grows heavier, the sound almost soothing if it

who is now leaning into the warmth of my fur,

now, but his expression

to die anytime soon' My wolf murmurs before she lets me take

with you?" I mutter,

answer, of

note to ask Dr. Lisa about it later. About why he

seems

has amnesia, that might be one of the underlying cause he

with his wolf and

him close, hoping my warmth is enough to chase away whatever shadows linger in

earlier.

cave is heavier than the rain pouring

shivering has finally subsided, his breathing evening out as I step

shift back into my

just need to get

situation

have nothing

on myself and back at the exact spot

Then back at myself.

Oh, shit.

lay on the spot I shifted It was

missing warmth he's been laying on for the

as I look around for anything to cover, not bothering to peek out to see if he's listening. The last

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

grunt tells me

"Strip." I demand.

There's a pause.

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did I just way

I peek around the boulder, he cutting his

like a contured proppe

demurely

shirt That's what I meant I mp, waving my hand in a flustered motion Crimson is rising up my

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

can warm you

it off almost makes the Sone my train of thought, but I quickly look away

yelp as he starts walking toward the boulder with his shirt in hand to give

come closer.

mid-step, looking mildly offended but does as I

over the rock

and inhaling the

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

as hot,

I mutter, plopping down beside him and pulling the oversized shirt tight

moment, we sit in silence, the sound

break the quiet. "What was that 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