Babysitting The Amnesiac Lycan King

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Chapter 50

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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!"

anything. I

"You fucking lied-"

against me, her breaths ragged and uneven. Her hands curl into my shirt, and when she speaks

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

shut. My whole

I could stay.

tell her the truth. I could tell her I'd rather die

fuck about my throne, my past, anything other than

be dead within

my forehead drop against hers, let my breath mingle with hers, let myself take this one last moment before I

I murmur. "To keep

escapes her

Her fingers tighten in my shirt, like she can keep me here if

Fuck.

I break.

But her temple, her cheek, the corner of

sorry," I whisper,

shudders.

the footsteps until it's too

expect. By the time I realize

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a sharp inhale escaping her lips. And

brain barely processing what the fuck just happened before

"You motherfucker-"

the only way," he says grimly.

look down at her. Her breathing is slow, steady. Her

her is about to shatter when she wakes

hers one last time, memorizing the feel

way she smells

"Forgive me," I murmur.

It's been three hours.

get the fuck up

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

move.

whatever the hell Kallias drugged her with. Her breath is slow, steady.

her, unwilling to let go even though I know I have to. This is the last time I'll hold her like

this. Her. The way her lips part ever

what I did.

I want to chain her to me so she never

to protect you... not

a confession I'll never give her

awake.

Taryn is my mate.

knew it the moment I've reversed back to my

she found me in the forest-my wolf

with that, comes the burden of being targeted by people I've ruined, I've

fuck me if I let them touch a piece of

fingers brush a stray tear from her cheek, and I barely hold

her skin, from tasting the salt and

instead, my lips hovering over her

another

won't.

my light... and I'm about

twitch against

I freeze.

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Her fingers find my cheek, a barely there

at

part, but sleep drags her back under before she can say

fucking mercy and

screaming to stay,

me, punch me, curse my fucking name. At least then I'd know she still felt something.

on the bed. She doesn't

jaw clenches as I turn away, but not before I

her face. The way