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?”

to me, uncertain

me go, stepping back looking

his arms crossed, barely resisting

stupid," I snap at him before following Gamma Abel

rain hasn't let up, and the leaves drip cold water down the back of my

complain-not with the way Gamma Abel's frustration practically crackles in the air

the hell were you thinking?" he starts, his voice low but furious. "Do you have any idea

arms over my chest. "It

Pack warriors are involved now. Do you know how lucky you are that someone in the market

guilt

Taryn," he

This." He gestures vaguely toward the cave, as if the sight of Enoch alone is proof of my

find you holed up in a cave with him while the Imperial Pack is

What do you think this makes our pack look like,

but the words feel

his face. "Sorry isn't going to fix this," he mutters. "We'll deal with

back toward the

you.

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

his tone brooking no argument. He points at Enoch. "You-stay close

at Kallias, who's still watching me, waiting for me

own feet

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says, already heading for the

as I follow him out of the cave

the full, impening heat and caree follow, but

"Stay here," he orders.

low in his throat, a sound that makes the hair on

quickly, turning back

is going to be a long,

the kind of tense that

silence, every footfall on the dirt path as loud as a gunshot in

is up front, his broad shoulders radiating disappointment, while Kallias trails behind

not my fault Enoch decided to turn our morning

light for someone his size. He's practically glowing after that cave stunt, blissfully unaware of the shitstorm brewing

not to cause trouble," I whisper under

me, his green eyes

as if that's supposed to

the bridge of my nose. "No, of course not. The drama just follows

his head turning slightly: "Taryn, he barks, sharp enough to make me straighten on

speed. Inform your...

hesitantly, already bracing for the explosion.

silence that makes you want to crawl into a hole

Abel's shoulders stiffen before he exhales

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

on

What?

around, his eyes narrowing into slits. "You want me to

even look at him, already stripping off his

his shift. "You

his glare flicking to me

fault.

my best don't look at me, dude

delighted. He tilts his he, watching Kallias

mischief in his

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wolf

athe

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

if he throws off

onto his back, his hands gripping Kallias's for a

warn, but Enoch just flashes me a toothy

This hile shit

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