Babysitting The Amnesiac Lycan King

King Novel 25

Chapter 25

The rabbit swings in Enoch's hand, its limp, skinned body dripping blood onto the floor as he grins at me like a kid showing off a school project. The blood smearing his face and chest though are definitely not so adorable,

I swallow hard, trying to ignore the primal edge in his tone and the wild gleam in his eyes. It's just Enoch. The innocent. clueless guy who struggles to use a fork properly. Not... this.

He steps toward me, holding the rabbit up by its cars. "You eat it raw?"

I backpedal so fast I bump my behind onto my nightstand, sending a stack of books tumbling to the floor.

“Uh... no," I stammer, awkwardly laughing as my brain tries to process the absolute chaos that is my this scene right now. "I only eat raw when I shift. You know, in my wolf form. Otherwise, I'm more of a 'well-done and smothered in ketchup' kind of girl."

His face softens, the intensity bleeding away as his expression slips back into that boyish innocence I've grown used to. Relief washes over me, though my heart's still beating faster than a drum solo.

"Cook," he says, nodding once as if filing that information away for later.

He's so close now, his body towering over mine as he leans down. His scent- earthy, wild, and somehow comforting despite everything-wraps around me, and for a moment, all I can do is stare up at him.

The moment shatters when the door flies open, slamming into the wall with a force that makes me jump. Shit, who would

⚫ open door like that?

Kallias storms in, his chest heaving as if he just ran a marathon. His eyes immediately zero in on us, and his face twists into a mask of anger the second he registers our proximity.

"What the fuck is going on here?" he snaps, his gaze darting between Enoch and me like he's connecting dots I don't want him to.

Before I can answer, Kallias is across the room, grabbing Enoch by the collar and yanking him back off of me.

Enoch doesn't flinch. He doesn't even react. He just stands there, his towering frame making Kallias look smaller despite his Alpha blood.

The way he stares at Kallias, calm and almost ... amused? It's like he's the one in control, even with Kallias fuming and gripping his shirt.

"Let him go!" I shout, rushing forward to pry Kallias off.

"Leave, Taryn," Kallias growls, not even sparing me a glance. "This doesn't concern you."

"Like hell it doesn't!" I snap, tugging at his arm. "What the fuck are you doing?"

"What am I doing?" Kallias barks a humorless laugh, his grip tightening on Enoch's collar. "I'm protecting this pack from the monster you're sheltering."

"Monster?" I glance at Enoch, who still hasn't moved, with an infuriating mask of indifference. Does he also thi Enoch who did it? No, it can't be.

"You're out of your damn mind, Kallias. He's been in my room this whole time!"

it was

Kallias' jaw clenches, his eyes narrowing at me. "Do you think I'm an idiot? I know he killed the head maid. You're just too

blind to see it."

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I step between them, planting my hands on Kallias's chest and pushing him back with all the strength 1 can muster. "Do you have any proof? Anything at all? Or are you just pulling accusations out of your ass because you can't stand the fact that someone else might actually give a shit about me?"

The words hit their mark. Kallias's face darkens, his fury shifting into something else something bitter and now. So, that was fucking it. What a dick.

"This isn't about you," he snaps, though the flicker of guilt in his eyes says otherwise.

"Bullshit," 1 fire back. "You don't care about the pack. You care that someone else

is finally paying attention to me after your rejection, and it's not you."

words. He releases Enoch with a

voice low and warning "And when it blows up in your

behind him so hard the walls of my humble room rattle. Yeah, this thing is

deafening, the tension in the room thick enough to choke

on the floor, leaning against the side of my bed as

landed, and my stomach twists at the sight. I'm trying to keep him off the bullies,

fom letting his friends do the kicking. In

ask, rushing to

I inspect his face. The mark isn't bad but still getting hit by

off of his lap. It's definitely enough to

more to myself than to him as I rummage through the kit. "Even with

was cut off as Enoch's hand wraps around my wrist, stopping

of my feet and I'm sitting on his lap, his

"Enoch-"

my waist, his grip firm but careful, and for the first time since this whole mess started,

Possession.

snakes up, guiding mine to his cheek. His skin is warm, slightly sticky with drying blood-Kallias' punch and the rabbit's guts both leaving their marks on

if it's the only tether holding him to

for a second, everything is still. No

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he

"Taryn."

my spine. It's not a

It's just my name, but it's enough to

it's

you think I'm

freeze, my breath catching as his gaze locks onto mine, raw

time I've seen him look

from him, from those piercing green eyes searching mine like the answer will

expression doesn't change, but something in his eyes shifts, like a

are rooted in place. My fingers twitch against his skin, and

his forehead,

body relaxes under my touch, has eyes fluttering

soft, almost playful

pull back slightly, our faces are

the air

of me of who

then I

moment our lips meet-a dam

grip tightens, one hand slipping to my lower back, pulling me flush against him. His lips are softer

to claim a piece of me he didn't

tongue brushing against his. He groans, low and deep, and it vibrates through me,

and I let out a small gasp, my hands

me, low

much, too fast,

and his lips trail down my jaw

stop.

He stills, his forehead resting against mine, his hands steadying me as

about to crumble.

need a bath," I say, my attempt

"And we're cooking that

raw

ghost of a smile, and for

the same innocent man I

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