Babysitting The Amnesiac Lycan King

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Chapter 28

Chapter 28

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Dr. Lisa sighs dramatically as she finishes patching up Enoch's back, dusting off her hands like she's just finished dealing with a particularly unruly child.

"Alright, big guy, this should be the last time I have to see you in here," she mutters, giving me a pointed look before snapping off her gloves.

I blink. "Last time?"

She nods, her expression shifting into something more thoughtful. "I think it's about time his wolf wakes up."

The words settle like a lead in my chest.

I should be thrilled. I should be fucking ecstatic that Enoch is finally healing, that

he might be whole again. But instead, my throat tightens, and a strange, nauseating dread creeps in.

I force a grin. "Wow. That's... great, right?"

Enoch, who had been sitting quietly on the exam table, his back still riddled with fresh scars, tilts his head at me. He doesn't say anything, but I can feel his eyes burning into me as if he knows-as if he fucking knows I'm lying.

Dr. Lisa leans back against her desk. “It's likely that when his wolf returns, his memory will follow."

I freeze. "Wait, you mean-

"Most likely, yes," she confirms, rubbing at her temples. "His brain is already functioning better. He's speaking more, reacting more. If his wolf returns, there's a high chance his memories will too."

Something in my stomach churns, and for the first time in a long time, I don't know what the hell to do with my hands.

Because I know exactly what this means.

Enoch will remember who he is. He'll remember his past, his rank, his real home. He'll have a life outside of this pack, outside of me

My mouth opens, but I don't trust myself to speak, so I just nod, my forced smile still plastered onto my face.

I let Enoch step out first, lingering at the door, but before I can close it behind me, Dr. Lisa's voice stops me cold.

"You do know that when he regains his memories, right?" she says, softer now. "He won't remember anything from this place. Not you. Not your pack. Not the time he's spent here. He'll be back to the person he was before."

My heart stutters in my chest, but I still manage to laugh. "Oh, come on, Doc. It's not like I'd miss babysitting a six-foot-five caveman forever."

She doesn't laugh.

Her lips press into a thin line as she watches me, probably waiting for the moment my bullshit crumbles. But I don't let it. Instead, I wink at her before stepping out and shutting the door behind me.

Enoch is standing there, waiting, but something in his face has changed. He's looking at me the way he does I'm upset but don't want to say it.

I smile at him, but he doesn't smile back.

he knows

The walk back to our room is silent, but my brain isn't. It's a damn storm. I try to shove down the anxiety twisting inside me, but it lingers, whispering awful things in my ear.

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This is temporary.

He's going to leave..

You're just someone passing through his life.

I hate that it hurts. I hate that it fucking hurts.

But before I can dwell on it for too long, the world tilts.

I squeal as I'm suddenly lifted off the ground. "Enoch!" I screech, arms flailing as

he effortlessly carries me down the hall like I weigh nothing. "Put me down, you absolute menace-"

He doesn't. If anything, he tightens his grip, his lips twitching like he finds my suffering hilarious.

“Room,” he says simply, carrying me inside before dropping me unceremoniously onto the bed. I bounce slightly from the impact, my hair falling into my face as I gape at him.

"What the actual fuck was that for?"

Enoch doesn't answer. He kneels in front of me, his massive hands wrapping around my ankle, and I go

Oh.

still.

My breath catches as he studies my foot, his fingers tracing over the bruises that formed when I fell earlier. His touch is gentle-so, so gentle-and before I can tell him I'm fine, he starts massaging.

out an embarrassingly breathy

swear, his smirk

can do that myself," I stammer, but I don't stop

He doesn't stop either.

my calf, his hands warm and firm against my skin. I should say something. I should stop him. But my brain has officially short-circuited, especially when he lifts my leg slightly- And presses his lips to my

I freeze.

Oh, no.

Oh,

no no no no

continue trailing up my leg, slow and purposeful. Each kiss feels like a branding mark, searing into my skin. My fingers curl into

His lips ghost over the sensitive skin of my

And then-

sounds

Shit.

shove Enoch off me so fast that he actually falls backward, landing on his

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Oh my Goddess.

Enoch glares murder at the

Another knock.

food a

He does not.

up, my legs still slightly wobbly, and make my way to the door. Whoner's

yank the door open, still flustered as hell, a young Omega stands there, wide-eyed and a bit nervous the... you're on dinner duty," she says, avoiding my gaze. "You

is left scrambling to figure things ou on their own Since nobody wants to risk getting their hands dirty with actual work, it means me-Riverstone Pack's personal punting bag—is on

Alone.

I'll be down in a

standing there. I

before I can take a step, a strong atte snakes around my

"Don't go."

rasped out against the shell of my ear, and

a fragmented sentence. That's a

is firm, protective, as if he lets go,

heart skips. I don't want to read

poke at his chest. "Then come

takes a beat

why that makes something warm bloom in my chest, but I

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leaving me to do the impossible, dumping tasks on me and calling

wasn't expecting was for Enoch to start moving

the ingredients down before he's

as the with

he was born

stop, watching in pure horror as he dices vegetables

swift, and damn-almost inhumanly

where the fuck did you learn how to

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unbothered. "Don't know."

cut. "Just know,"

Of course he does.

squint at him but shake it off and focus on kneading

everything is... peaceful. Almost

an entire handful of flour

I choke.

He freezes.

entire kitchen is

I wheeze out a

furrow in confusion makes

between laughs, clutching the counter. "You little

I can launch a counterattack, Enoch

He smiles.

his usual blank,

A real, genuine smile.

holy fuck, it's beautiful. It makes him look young, almost boyish,

dangerous rogue. Like he's just...

aches. This would be gone

at the flour smudged on

I swear I see his pupils dilate as

me.

too close. I should

But I don't.

do what

I kiss his forehead.

Then his nose.

this time, he closes the space

slow and deep, and my entire body melts. It's not rushed. It's not desperate. It's something else, something that makes my toes curl and my heart stutter. His tongue swipes on

as our

long we stay like

afraid to let go.

then I