King Novel 13

Chapter 13

Kallias's eyes burn holes into my soul, his piercing glare practically screaming "explain yourself And for a split second, I actually consider it.

Hut then again, what is there to explain when I was the one constantly telling him dot there's absolutely nothing between us anymore)

Until I remember I'm wearing nothing but Enoch's oversized shirt, and my explanation would probably sound a lot like a

confession.

Scrambling to my feet, I pull the shirt tighter around me, clutching at what little dignity I have left. "It's not what it looks like." I begin, but my voice cracks hallway though the sentence.

Great start, Taryn. Real convincing.

Before I can take another step to explain myself, Enoch's arm snakes around my waist, pulling me back against his chest.

My heart nearly stops. He's glaring at Kallias as if he just declared himself King of the Assholes, completely oblivious-or maybe indifferent-to the already awkward

air in the room.

Seriously? Now?

"Enoch," I hiss under my breath, trying to pry his arm off me.

It's as though I'm trying to wrestle a steel beam. His hold doesn't budge, his other arm coming around me as if I might bolt.

To make things worse, he's glaring at Kallias, who looks as though he might explode from sheer annoyance,

This is not helping

I shuffle awkwardly around the cave, Enoch still attached to me akin to a giant, overprotective octopus.

I grab my bag and shove random items into it, trying to ignore the incredulous looks coming from Kallias and his merry band of judgmental asshats.

"Seriously?" Kallias finally growls, his irritation sharp enough to cut through the humid air.

The vines over the cave entrance rustle, and Gamma Abel strides in, his frown so deep it might as well be carved into stone.

The judge, the jury, and the bitch of all.

His eyes sweep over the scene: me, in Enoch's shirt, his arms glued to my waist, and Kallias practically vibrating with irritation.

The disapproval in his eyes is worse than anything Kallias could have said.

Kill me. Right now. Just strike me down, Moon Goddess.

"Wonderful," I mutter under my breath. "The cavalry's here."

Gamma Abel sighs, his disappointment palpable. "Taryn."

I wince. He doesn't yell, but the weight of my name on his tongue is enough to make me wish I'd drowned in the rain carlier.

Gamma Abel exhales sharply. "What the hell is this?" he demands, gesturing vaguely at the madness before him.

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His gaze lingers on Enoch's possessive hold on me, and the crease in his brow deepens.

"Can we talk outside?" he says, his tone sharp. His eyes flick to Enoch, still glued to my side. "Alone."

Before I can answer, he fixes his glare on Enoch. "Let her go

Enoch doesn't move. If anything, his grip tightens, and for a second, I think he's going to challenge the Gamma.

Oh Goddess, I sure hope not.

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I twist to look up at him, trying to keep my voice calm despite the rising panic. "Enoch, it's okay. Just let me talk to him. alright?”

eyes flick to me, uncertain but

tense minute, he lets me go, stepping back

his arms crossed, barely resisting the

don't do anything stupid," I snap at him before following

drip cold water down the back of my neck as we step into the damp

the way Gamma Abel's frustration practically

thinking?" he starts, his voice low but furious. "Do you

flinch, crossing my arms over my chest. "It wasn't

a sharp gesture. "The Imperial Pack warriors are involved now. Do you know how lucky you are that someone in the market vouched for you? If they hadn't,

swallow hard, guilt

he continues, his tone

what happens? This." He gestures vaguely toward the cave, as if the sight of Enoch alone

holed up in a cave with him

think this makes

but

rubbing a hand over his face. "Sorry isn't going to fix

swallowing the lump in my throat as he turns back toward the cave. His words play on a

you.

on the ground, fiddling with the bracelet I gave him as though it's the most interesting thing

He points at Enoch. "You-stay close

argue. I glance at Kallias, who's

own feet

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Abel says, already

gaze as I follow him out

full, impening heat and caree follow, but Abel holds

"Stay here," he orders.

that makes

turning back to

going to be a

is tense, the kind of tense that makes your teeth ache from

doesn't help that we're trudging back home in silence, every footfall on the dirt path

up front, his broad shoulders radiating disappointment, while Kallias trails behind him, glaring daggers the back of

second shadow, but hey, it's not my fault Enoch decided to turn

someone his size. He's

trouble," I whisper under my breath,

green eyes wide with something close to childlike

that's

groan, pinching the bridge of my nose. "No, of course

his head turning slightly: "Taryn, he barks,

shifting for speed. Inform

sinks. "About that," I start hesitantly, already bracing for

that makes you want to crawl into a hole and never come

he

through gritted teeth, the word practically a growl. "Kallias,

choke on my

What?

eyes narrowing into slits. "You

Abel doesn't even look at him, already stripping off his shirt

shift. "You heard

glare flicking to me as

fault.

shrug, giving him my best don't look at me, dude

tilts his he, watching

mischief in

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wolf

athe

well form massive and imposing and I swear he's radiating pure malice as he craiches

if he throws off Enoch along

his hands gripping Kallias's for

pull his bait." I warn, but Enoch just

This hile shit

survive being like that for the rest of the ride back home?

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