Babysitting The Amnesiac Lycan King

King Novel 36

Chapter 36

Chapter 36

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You know the truth when it's staring you right in the fucking face. You just don't always want to accept it.

That's what's happening right now.

The entire goddamn crowd is still screaming, completely oblivious to what the Alpha just whispered in my ear. To them, this is nothing more than another bloodsport, a mindless spectacle of dominance and carnage. They don't realize what's standing in that ring, stretching its monstrous frame, shaking off the remnants of a man they thought they could break.

But I do.

I heard it.

I fucking know.

Enoch isn't just some rogue. He isn't just some injured man who stumbled into my life like a stray dog. No, that would be too easy. Too simple.

The truth has been right in front of me this whole time, and I-like the dumbass I am-ignored it.

The book he always carried, its pages worn thin from his hands flipping through them over and over again.

His sheer strength, unnatural even for a Lycan.

The

way he carries himself, even when he doesn't remember who the hell he is. The signs were there. They were always there. And now, with his bones snapping back into place, his body shifting into something monstrous-larger than Kallias, larger than anything I've ever seen-I can't deny it anymore.

Enoch isn't just anyone. He's the Alpha King.

And whether I like it or not, whether he knows it or not-this changes everything.

A bone-deep growl rumbles through the air, shaking me back to my very immediate, very fucked-up reality. Enoch's entire form is trembling, his breathing ragged, his eyes locked onto me. His fury is a tangible thing, thickening the air, curling a vice around my lungs. Because he sees what's happening.

He sees the blade pressed against my throat.

My fingers tighten around the Alpha's forearm, nails digging into his skin as the cold bite of a blade presses harder against my throat.

"Fucking hell," I rasp, my breath coming in sharp gasps. "Are you seriously holding a knife to me right now?"

The Alpha doesn't answer, but his grip tightens. The bastard is watching Enoch as though he just saw a ghost rise from the dead.

Which, honestly, he kind of did. Enoch's growl rumbles through the arena, deep and primal. It's not just a sound-it's a fucking warning. The kind that sends every instinct in my body screaming at me to run.

If only I could.

The crowd is still too caught up in their confusion, their awe, their absolute fear. They don't know what they're looking at.

But I do.

Enoch. The missing Alpha King. A fucking god among men.

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And he's pissed.

"Fight," the Alpha barks at Enoch, tone gravel scraping against steel. "Or I slit her throat."

I freeze.

Fuck.

Enoch moves.

Enoch's eyes flick from me to the old bastard holding me hostage. He doesn't move, but his claws flex against the ground, his muscles coiling like a loaded spring. He doesn't speak-not fully-but his body does.

He's going to rip this man apart.

But then-

The Alpha shoves the blade harder against my throat. Not enough to slice, but enough for me to feel the bite of it. Enough for a sharp sting to flare through my skin.

"Fucking fight," the Alpha snarls.

Enoch moves.

And the world erupts.

There's no hesitation, no second of contemplation-he lunges, faster than I can track, a blur of muscle and violence. Kallias shifts before I can even register what's happening, but it doesn't matter. He's fast-Enoch is faster.

They collide with a sickening crack.

The crowd roars, feeding off the carnage like starved animals.

Kallias shifts fully, his massive wolf form bristling with rage, but Enoch is already moving again. He's not just attacking-he's dismantling. His claws tear through fur and flesh, fangs snapping down on Kallias's throat, missing the kill spot by a hair as Kallias thrashes beneath him.

They slam into the stone walls, cracking them. Kallias shoves off, snapping his jaws around Enoch's side, trying to rip a chunk from him-but Enoch twists at the last second, his own teeth sinking into Kallias's shoulder instead, tearing through muscle like it's paper.

The scent of blood is thick, coating my tongue.

away. I

But I'm not.

Kallias deserves

let Seraphina torment me. Who

And now, he's slipping.

Fast.

grip, barely able to breathe as I watch Kallias

is already matted with blood, his breathing labored, but he's too

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lunges again, but this

him think he has

Kallias

jaws snap down onto Kallias's shoulder, sinking into flesh,

a sickening crack fills the

Kallias screams.

a sound an Alpha-to-be should ever make. It's pain.

pathetic.

crowd knows it. I know

losing.

turn to the Alpha.

old man doesn't even flinch.

you

be made for the truth

"What the actual fuck is wrong with you?"

I can snap at him, a blur of movement shoots into the

Gamma Abel.

as he scrambles to his feet, but Gamma Abel is already moving. He grabs Kallias-barely conscious, his wolf form limp-und yanks him out of the arena, disappearing into the tunnels

crowd is screaming

the center of it all, blood dripping from his fangs, chest heaving, eyes burning with

in that moment, I

This isn't over.

Not even fucking close.

ventrome toward Kallias again. My breath chokes out in panic. Gamma Abel's still

"ENOCH!"

my skin as I twist violently, sinking my teeth into the Alpha's wrist. He howl faltering for half a second-enough. I rip free, nearly stumbling as I throw myself down the stairs leading to the arena. M vision pulses red. The Alpha's roar shakes the

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Idiot,

again, but this time Enoch lets

think he has

just as Kallias

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massive jaws snap down onto Kallias's shoulder, sinking into flesh, into

a sickening crack fills

Kallias screams.

not a sound an Alpha-to-be should ever make. It's pain. It's

pathetic.

crowd knows it. I

is losing.

to the Alpha. "He's going to

doesn't even

blink. "Are you-are you

must be made for

fuck is wrong with you?"

completely lost it. But before I can snap at him,

fur exploding

Gamma Abel.

snarling as he scrambles to his feet, but Gamma Abel is already moving. He grabs Kallias-barely conscious, his wolf form limp-and yanks him out of the arena, disappearing into the tunnels beneath the coliseum. The crowd is screaming and

stands in the center of it all, blood dripping from his fangs, chest heaving, eyes burning with something feral, something

that moment,

This isn't over.

Not even fucking close.

hurricane toward Kallias again. My breath chokes out in panic.

Enoch reaches them now-

"ENOCH!"

dagger cuts deeper into my skin as I twist violently, sinking my

a second-enough. I rip free, nearly stumbling as I throw myself down the stairs leading to the arena. My vision pulses red.

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Shit.

"DON'T LET HER IN!"

be grabbed, slammed down, held back by the pack

they freeze.

dart to Enoch.

then, they

through the air, raw and ancient, deep enough to vibrate

warriors-grown men trained killers-flinch back. Their human minds fight

a presence greater than them, something in