Babysitting The Amnesiac Lycan King

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Chapter 50

ENOCH

It all started in the woods.

The smell of damp earth, the sting of my own blood, the way my body felt like it had been ripped apart and sewn back together with barbed wire. I should've died there. Probably would've, if not for her.

Taryn Sinclair.

This stubborn, infuriating, reckless little Omega who should've run the second she saw me but didn't. She pulled me out of the dirt instead, dragged me into her world, and for the first time in my cursed life. I let myself believe in something

other than vengeance.

But I remember now.

I remember everything. Who I am. Who she is. Who the fuck is coming for her.

And if I don't leave-she dies

I fucking hate it. Every part of me rebels against it, against the thought of walking away, but I don't have a choice.

Even if it destroys her.

Even if it destroys me.

Even if-

"You're lying to me."

She hisses, sharp enough to cut skin. I barely have time to brace myself before she turns on me, eyes blazing, betrayal bleeding into every sharp breath.

My fingers curl into fists at my sides, but I don't say a word.

Not because I don't want to.

But because if I do, I'll fucking break.

"You knew," she accuses, shoving at my chest. I don't move. She does it again, harder this time, her voice cracking. "You knew this whole time, didn't you? You fucking remembered-*

"Taryn," Kallias warns, stepping forward, thinking he can calm her down. Idiot.

"Shut the fuck up!" she snaps at him, turning on him so fast he actually takes a step back. I'd laugh if this wasn't a goddamn nightmare. "You knew, too, didn't you? Both of you-"

"He did it to protect you," Kallias says evenly.

"Bullshit."

Her voice shakes. Her whole fucking body shakes, as though she's holding herself together with nothing but anger and desperation. And I let her believe that's all jt is. I let her rage, let her shove me again, let her think I don't fucking care. Because the truth...

The truth would fucking kill her.

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"You're taking him from me," she whispers, and that's the part that shatters me. Not the anger. Not the fists.

This.

"You're ripping him away, and you think that's protection?"

1 barely see her move before she lunges at Kallias. He catches her wrists easily, blocking every wild swing, his face an unreadable mask. But she's not stopping. She's blind with fury, with heartbreak, and for one second, I let her fight. I let her burn.

Then I catch her.

Her body slams into mine, thrashing, fists beating against my chest. But I don't let go. I wrap my arms around her like a steel fucking cage, like I can hold her together through sheer force alone.

"Let me go!" she screams. "You lied to me!"

don't say anything. I just hold her

"You fucking lied-"

then suddenly, she's not fighting anymore. She sags against me, her breaths ragged and

"Please... don't leave me.'

squeeze my eyes shut. My whole

I could stay.

could tell her I'd rather die

about my throne, my

dead

my forehead drop against hers, let my breath mingle with hers, let

I murmur.

sob escapes

she can keep me here if

Fuck.

I break.

Not her lips-I'm not that strong. But her temple, her cheek, the corner

sorry," I whisper,

breath shudders. "Enoch,

footsteps until it's too

expect. By the

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my arms, a sharp inhale

brain barely processing what the fuck just

"You motherfucker-"

was the only way," he says grimly. "She

breathing is slow,

her is about

press my forehead to hers one last time, memorizing the feel of her,

way she smells like

"Forgive me," I murmur.

It's been three hours.

should get the fuck

fucking instinct in me screams to run before she wakes up. But I

move.

body limp from whatever the hell Kallias drugged her with. Her breath is slow, steady. Deceptively peaceful.

This is the last time I'll

this. Her. The way her lips part ever

what I did. She

possessive bastard because even now, I want to chain her to me so she never

to

through my teeth, a

awake.

Taryn is my mate.

moment I've reversed back to

first time she found me

Queen. And with that, comes the burden of being

I let them touch a piece of

a stray tear from her cheek, and I barely hold back from

mouth against her skin, from tasting the salt and claiming her one

lips hovering over her

never get another chance. Because

won't.

and I'm about to walk into

twitch

I freeze.

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the drug. Her fingers find my cheek, a barely there touch

at me.

but sleep drags her back under

fucking mercy

body screaming

name. At least then I'd know she still

setting her down gently on the bed. She doesn't

turn away, but not

inch of her face. The