Babysitting The Amnesiac Lycan King

CHAPTER 114

The walls of Enoch tilt, the ceiling stretches out like it's trying to crush me, and my hands... fuck, I can't even feel my hands anymore.

I can't hear anything.

Not Enoch shouting, not the pounding of my own goddamn heart. Nothing but this high-pitched ringing that scrapes the inside of my skull raw.

My wolf slams her walls up so fast it sucker punches me in the ribs. Cuts me off. Leaves me choking on this panic with no way to shift, no way to fight, no way to scream. Just frozen. Burning from the inside out.

Across the room, Enoch's chest heaves like he's about to break something-me, the walls, himself, maybe all of it—but he doesn't move toward me. Maybe he knows if he does, I'll shatter. Maybe he doesn't give a shit.

I can't fucking tell anymore.

Then-

Bang.

The door swings so hard it bounces off the wall.

Zoe barrels through first, hair a wild mess, cheeks flushed like she sprinted up five flights of stairs just to get here. Jacob's right behind her, way calmer, but the tension snapping off him could slice a damn jugular.

"Taryn!" Zoe shrieks, her voice slicing through the fog clouding my brain.

I blink. Once. Twice.

I must look bad because Zoe's whole face crumples as she runs to me, grabbing my hands-to which I immediately hisses to as she looks down on it. It's burnt crisp. "Holy

shit, how did this happen?"

1 flinch. My fingers twitch. That's about all I can manage. "H-how..." She turns to Enoch. "She must have touched something far too hot." Jacob answers in his stead. We can't afford Zoe knowing about our species.

"Hey. Hey. Look at me," she says, voice low and sharp enough to slice me out of the freeze. Her brown eyes are wild, scared, furious. "It's okay to be mad. It's okay to be messy. Just say it. Say what's choking you."

I try.

I swear, I fucking try.

But my throat closes up. I can't even make a sound. My lip trembles instead- pathetic and furious all at once. Who did Brooke put to ruin us again? Why is she so adamant? Just why can't we live peacefully?

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tightens. She leans in until I can smell her goddamn perfume, cheap vanilla. and

tightens. She leans in, voice dropping low and fierce. "He can take it. You

locked on Enoch as if he's daring him to

Zo," Jacob mutters.

brushing a trembling thumb over the back of my hand before. backing

time, her whisper punching straight through my cracked chest. "Rip his

who could kill armies without blinking. The man who can't

out of a fight-and in a way, maybe he

he does something I'm not ready for.

floorboards, rattles something loose

leans forward, his forehead presses against my thigh, and his whole body

shaky breath. His scent slams into me-pine needles, smoke, home- and it physically hurts

wanna know my fucking weakness?" Enoch rasps against my skin,

move.

know my weakness?" His voice is hoarse. Raw enough to sandpaper my skin. He doesn't wait for me to answer. "It's you. It's always been you. It's this fucking

me-and fuck, his eyes are wrecked. Bloodshot, glassy, like he's bleeding on the inside where no one

breaking down word

through his chest and slowly, I feel Eris dropping her

calming down from the angry

voice finally snaps apart, shattering like

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on his heels, palms up as if he's baring himself for an execution,

the worst part is I believe him. I believe every

he doesn't try to hide

up, wide open. Vulnerable in a way

right now. He's not the warrior or the weapon or the boy I nursed

laid out for me to either save or

and builds

me.

heavier than anything Brooke or the goddamn

so shaky it rattles

finally-finally-my voice

scared too." it comes

whole body locks

my

next word.

us again," I whisper. "I'm scared of trusting this bond... and