Babysitting The Amnesiac Lycan King

Chapter 80

Chapter 80

Okay, I don't regret it anymore.

I practically launch myself into the jet, barely resisting the urge to sprint from one end to the other like a lunatic.

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The sheer size of it is enough to make my jaw unhinge. Private jets are supposed be small, right? Cozy? This thing could probably house an entire village and still have room for an in-flight spa.

"Are you seriously just standing there?" I whip around to glare at Enoch, who is leaning against the entrance, watching me with that lazy, amused smirk that makes me want to both slap him and kiss him senseless.

He lifts a brow. "I'm enjoying the show."

"Unbelievable," I mutter, turning back to the sheer insanity that is his jet. There's an actual lounge area. Plush leather seats, a bar that looks like it belongs in a five-star hotel, and-holy shit.

I yank open the fridge, expecting the usual sad airplane food, maybe some bottled water if I'm lucky. Instead, I'm greeted with an array of gourmet snacks, high-end champagne, and what has to be the most luxurious case of ice cream I've ever

seen.

I stare at it for a solid five seconds before turning to Enoch. "What the fuck is this?"

"A fridge," he answers dryly, stepping closer.

I gesture wildly. "No, this-this is rich people nonsense. Who the hell has a

selection of imported ice cream flavors on their jet?"

He hums, now directly behind me. "People who like ice cream?"

"Ugh," I groan, still not over it. "This is insane. You're insane."

I'm reaching for one of the tubs when a pair of strong arms wrap around my waist, yanking me back against a very solid, very warm body. A familiar one.

"Okay, that's enough exploring," Enoch mutters into my ear, his voice low and rough. "I require your attention."

I huff, still staring at the fridge. "I just need to process the fact that your freezer section is worth more than my entire life savings."

He buries his face in my neck, inhaling deeply, his grip on me tightening. "Taryn."

A shiver skates down my spine at the way he says my name-gritted, needy, full of that dangerous possessiveness that always,threatens to undo me. I exhale sharply. "Yeah?"

"Look at me."

I turn in his hold, my hands instinctively finding his chest, feeling the steady, heavy beat of his heart. His eyes burn into mine, dark forest and laced with something heady, something that makes my stomach flip.

My fingers skim up, tracing the sharp line of his jaw, feeling the faint stubble there. "You need to shave."

"You need to stop ignoring me." His hands slide lower, gripping my waist, thumbs stroking over my skin through my shirt.

I grin, dragging my nails lightly through his hair, watching his eyelids droop slightly

at the sensation. "I'll give you all the attention you want when we land."

His eyes narrow slightly, his hold on me tightening. "No."

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I blink. "No?"

register what the hell is happening, Enoch grips the back of my neck and crashes his mouth to mine, swallowing

of my lungs, my body pressed flush against his as his lips move against mine, firm and demanding, It takes me a second to catch up, but then I'm melting into him, my fingers

brushes against mine, sending a sharp jolt of heat straight

a noise in the back of my throat, half protest, half encouragement, because this is absolutely unfair and entirely too good

apart, we're both breathing heavily, foreheads resting against each other, his

of this

remark, he hauls me up and over his shoulder like I weigh nothing, making me

I pound my fists weakly against his

dangerously close to my

your precious ice cream later, little Omega. Right

www

www

the stairs of the jet, I forget how

looks like someone snatched a piece of paradise out of a dream

in the humid air, and the clearest, bluest water I have ever seen stretches out before me, so pristine it looks fake. The scent of salt and fresh greenery

"Holy shit."

I'm the sight to behold. His lips quirk into an

beautiful,” I breathe, my gaze

brow raises, amused.

I'm in love." I spin in place, arms outstretched as the warm air brushes

Enoch warns, grabbing my waist when I get too close to the edge of the stairs, reeling me back against his chest. "I'd rather

him, my face still lit with excitement. "You'd

burn the whole fucking ocean down if

turn and make a break for it, rushing down the last steps and toward the villa where we're staying. The pathway

view. A massive bed draped in soft, white linens. A bathroom with a

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overlooking the water. Every inch of

still feels inviting

pockets again as he

"You like it?"

the sheer opulence of the

and something in his

way he's looking at me, but I shake it off and move toward my suitcase. "We have to go swimming," I announce,

already reaching for my bikini when my fingers brush against something

My stomach drops.

of me as reality slaps

laptop for fun. I brought it because Liam told

job to do. Because I'm supposed to be

falls over

bring that?" His voice is casual, but there's an edge to it, as

the answer. He can sense

plaster on a smile before glancing

obviously.

all

not a lie. Not

not fully convinced. He doesn't press, though, and I don't give him the chance.

him, but his hand wraps around my wrist, stopping me in

tracks. "No."

I blink. "No?"

is his

"I'm

air shifts. My pulse