Babysitting The Amnesiac Lycan King

Chapter 14

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Chapter 14

Chapter 14

Home Sweet, dysfunctional judgmental home.

The packhouse looms in the distance as we drag ourselves through the gates, looking like we've been chewed up and spit out by a particularly pissed-off rogue

In this place, all my flowers simply grew back as thorns.

Enoch trudges behind me, his towering frame casting a shadow that seems to swallow me whole. His emerald-green eyes are glued to me like I might vanish if he blinks.

Spoiler alert, I'm not that lucky.

I barely make it five steps toward my room before she appears.

"Did you bring the materials?" Seraphina's sugary voice cuts through my

exhaustion like nails on a chalkboard.

she's

1 stop dead, blinking at her like asked me to recite the alphabet backward, "Seriously?" I deadpan, gesturing

vaguely at the hot mess that is me.

My hair's a rat's nest, my clothes are stained with god-knows-what, and I'm pretty sure there's dried blood somewhere it shouldn't be. "That's your takeaway after we almost died?"

Her eyes flick nervously to Enoch, who is now standing unnervingly still, his gaze boring into her like she's prey.

For once. I don't blame her for looking like she wants to shrink into the floor. He may act like a clingy puppy around me, bur to everyone else, he's a six-foot-five wrecking ball of muscle and intimidation.

Looking at him, one would think he is all the seven deadly sins.

That's just what he is, a product of war.

I shove the bundle of materials into her arms, too tired to deal with whatever power play she's got planned. "Here. Knock yourself out."

She doesn't say another word. With a final glance at Enoch-who hasn't so much as blinked-she scurries away, clutching the bundle like it's a lifeline.

"Coward," I mutter under my breath, turning back to Enoch.

Before I can tell him to follow me, an omega maid sidles up, looking about as comfortable as a cat in a dog kennel. "The head maid wants to see you," she says, her voice soft but hesitant.

My stomach drops. Of course, she does. It's one of those days then.

1 glance at Enoch, his expression darkening instantly. "Go see Dr. Lisa," I tell

him, trying to keep my voice steady. "Make sure you're okay."

His eyes narrow, and for a second, I think he's going to argue.

Instead, he leans down slightly, letting me pat his head like a damn golden retriever before stalking off toward the infirmary, His steps are slow, deliberate, like he's daring anyone to cross him.

Upon a meter away, he turns around, stopping to see if I might change my and go with him. I don't.

"Go!" 1 insist.

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mind

for another meter, he turns again. This time, pouting

Hut not today.

not caving in, he walk straight ahead until he's gone out

the girl beside me quips, her tone

"Yeah, well, it's either that or deal with him

She chuckles, "Yeah, right"

hoping my eyes bore exactly what I

man is very, and I mean very

nervously and didn't press any further, leading me toward the head maid's office. My steps grow heavier with every inch closer, dread

me when we arrive, her posture stiff and close to her dark window-closed, of

the windows and now the door closed as the girl I'm with leaves, her presence sucks all the oxygen out of

poised but

what this is

was a man stalking us- I start, coming out

Smack.

out of nowhere, sharp and stinging against my cheek. I don't flinch. Not because it doesn't hurt, but because flinching gives her power. And

I get bonus points if I give

to which I had no say about and then you keep him out of trouble, Taryn. That's what you do." she

have any idea the mess

What, your salary deduction?

voice rises with every word, but I tune her out, my mind drifting back

rogue's severed head, flashes in my memory.

even

yanks me back to the present. I nod mutely, my check still burning from the slap. It's not the first time she's taken her

until now, no one will ever know the

sharp enough to cut glass. "Fix this," she hisses. "I don't

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again,

there the head maid

like she's auditioning for the role of the pack's favorite sadist. I step into place, biting

groan but immediately

back of my leg, the

nerves.

pain that gets to me. No, it's the humiliation. The way she stands

she says, her

when the whip cracks again. Not when the blood starts soaking through

on the faint murmur of voices outside the door. Anything but the

damn eternity, she steps back. "Keep your boyfriend on a leash," she snaps, venom dripping from

don't respond. It's safer that

fade, leaving me alone in the suffocating silence. My legs feel like jelly, trembling under exhaustion

that's what we

down, my fingers brushing against the torn

but I

blood blends in with the dark fabric

need to get to the Gamma's office as he told me

Hopefully

glimpse of myself in a tarnished

impossible to miss, a glaring reminder of

The pack's

mutter to my reflection, dripping with sarcasm. "Totally killing it at

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