Babysitting The Amnesiac Lycan King

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"So, I think..."I pause. Not because I don't know what I want to say. But because the silence in this damn room feels like trying to breathe in a fucking grave.

All eyes. Every damn pair of ancient Alpha eyes locked on me like I just stripped naked and danced on the table.

No one talks. Not even Enoch.

Good. Go ahead, underestimate me.

Let me set this shit straight.

"I think," I say louder this time, chin lifted, "if you're trying to sell this whole 'Unity of the Species' crap to the public, maybe stop planning it like a retirement fundraiser for washed-up alphas."

A low chuckle breaks from someone in the back. Another Alpha snorts. One actually nods, arms crossed over his massive chest like he's impressed.

Others, however...

Yeah, they're seething.

That guy from earlier the dick with the white beard and overcompensating leather vest-leans forward like he's about to pounce.

"You think you can speak like that in front of a council?" he snaps. "You're just "

"Just what?" I shoot back. "Say it. An Omega? A girl? An outsider? Whatever little insult you're choking on, spit it out, grandpa."

His eyes narrow. The vein on his temple throbs so hard I half expect it to explode and do us all a favor.

"I've planned events that saved lives. Fundraisers that actually raised funds. Ceremonies that didn't look like they were designed by a blind elder wolf with a Pinterest account," I say, arms crossed.

"You want the people to believe in your so-called unity? Then show them something new. Show them progress. Not another sad-ass ballroom dinner with crystal nameplates and stale pastries."

My voice echoes.

The tension could slice skin.

White-beard Alpha's mouth opens again like he's about to double down on his own stupidity, and I brace for it-ready to fire back with a smile and another verbal grenade. But I don't have to.

A low, gravelly sound rips through the room.

A warning.

A dangerous growl that rattles the room. Coming from the King's chair. Those forest green eyes turns icy as they run through the no-balls old men at the table.

"Say one more thing and see what happens, Goffman." Enoch trails off, and a shiver runs down my spine.

Everyone immediately shuts up. Including White-beard. Goddamn right you should be scared of him. When has a monster

You cannot play games in the presence of Enoch Blackwell. Do not ever think you're even capable of that.

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hiccups as I stare at my mate. At those forest green

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the aching, my

forest green eyes fixed on the idiot who tried to put me in my place. But the dangerous calm in his expression

bastard growled for

I wanna kiss

I smirk. "Any other critiques? Or do I

No one speaks.

"Miss Sinclair. You've been heard.

"Unless

coughs

Meeting adjourned.

submit your formal proposal

now even though my heart's still hammering like a

Enoch's watching me again, his gaze trailing me like a threat and a promise

blink when I brush past him. Oh

be your sickening desire. "Do you have any plans after this?" I smile, inching

"No," He drops.

tomorrow then?" I

doesn't say anything as I move closer to him. Ugh, Goddess, help

Fine. Okay then.

He defended me back there. I think that's

into

door slamming shut behind me with a

Silence.

and look out the window, like I'm not completely aware of

bleeding into my side of

And then-

great back

head snaps toward

Is that... praise?

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Did you just... compliment me? Do I need to check

did some fairy godmother finally pull that steel rod out

and I relish at the thought of getting

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It's sharp. Impatient. I may

it's though he wants to fuck me or kill me-maybe

that.

this man ruin me in many ways than one. Ever since I found him in

he saved e there.

saved me in every way a person can be

I'm shocked. The King speaks now, and it's nice?" I pretend to act shock,

catch the tiniest twitch in his

his neck. Ilet my lips brush his collar, inhaling his musky scent. Even his scent is manly. How in the

for it, Blackwell.

sits stiffly, not saying

in closer, I could feel our heat entangling itself. "Me standing up

place.