Babysitting The Amnesiac Lycan King Novels & Stories

“Then do not try to be seen by everyone. Start with yourself.” Alexander opened his eyes. His hands still touched the wall, but they were no longer shaking. From the corner of the lodge, hidden behind the broken water barrels, Elder Rowan watched them. His face was calm. Too calm. When Caleb walked away, Rowan turned to the wolf beside him and spoke in a voice as cold as the morning frost. “That boy must be watched,” he said. “Before the Lycan King takes him from us.” The other elder looked uneasy. “And if the king already knows?”

One of the elders, James, adjusted his robe as he stood up, “Alpha, about the banquet that's coming up tomorrow, we heard you've invited the Lycan king. Don't you think that's dangerous?” Kaiden raised his brows, “What do you mean?” James swallowed and said, “Alpha, you must have heard some rumors about the Lycan king, Lord Duncan. People say he's extremely dangerous, and he has the looks of a demon. They say he kills in seconds, and he's extremely skilled while fighting. His name alone instills fear in the heart of people. Do you want to invite such kind of a person to the banquet? What if everyone gets frightened to death!” his voice was laced with fear as he stared at Kaiden.

The lycan calls out, smashing things around the room. Janice moves her hair from her neck. "Bare your neck and gift her your memory" She says to the lycan. He looks at her confused. I nod to Janice and plant my teeth in. Janice gifts me her memories of everything we've been through. "Thank you Janice" The lycan king remarkably lowers himself down to me. Tilting his head to the side, baring his neck. He looks broken behind the eyes but obedient. To me?

As we did so, the memory of the previous night came to me and I decided to ask the question that she had so much postponed for too long. "Ma Levine," I called her and she replied me with a small grunt. "I would love for you to tell me now who they are." "Who are these they?" Ma Levine asked as she turned to face me. "Well, the three maids who visited me last night," I muttered as I shrugged. "Well, the so called guardians." "Guardians?" I and Ma Levine turned to our right where the voice that had spoken came from and I jerked, some of the rose in my basket falling to the ground in my sudden movement. "Who are the guardians?" Desiree, Beta to the Lycan King, asked.

But even as I spoke the words, a small, nagging voice whispered in the back of my mind. What if she had finally escaped for good? I shook my head, refusing to entertain the thought. Lyra has no freedom of her own, and I would bring her back. No matter the cost. A knock on the door pulled me from my thoughts. “Come in,” I barked. Beta Markus entered. “Alpha,” he began, “I have an urgent message from the Lycan King.” “What does he want?” I asked as I straightened in my chair. “He’s requested an audience with you,” he said.

I asked myself, standing there dumbfounded. “ He didn't want to startle you and what do you expect from a king? He can't keep idle here even for his mate,” she stated as a matter of fact. “ Stop that,” I said, snapping out of my thoughts. “ He is a king?” “ Lycan king.” “ But why did I forget about him?” I asked, I hope it's not related to some kind of betrayal, I thought, patiently waiting for her to answer. “ You should ask your wolf that question,” she said.

I was expecting for a crowd. ‘The Lycan King probably forbid them to see you,’ said Lexi. My brows furrowed. ‘Why would he do that for me?’ “You should eat, Miss Eve. The Lycan King strictly ordered me not to take you to your room unless you eat.” “Then, let me eat inside my room.” “I cannot do that.” My shoulders slumped down. Right, this was his territory. “Take me to the dining area.”

Like a man who could crush mountains beneath his feet. A man untouched by weakness. A man untouched by pain. The realization that he carried old injuries beneath that strength felt strangely unsettling. "He'll be fine?" I asked. "Yes." The answer came immediately. Relief swept through me before I could stop it. The healer offered a small smile. "The Lycan King is not easy to kill." A faint snort escaped me. That much was true. The healer stepped aside. "He is awake if you wish to see him." For a moment, I considered refusing.

" I recognise that voice - it's Commander Darren from the pack house. He used to be good to me too. Just like Officer Frendricks, he used to sneak me food when I was a child. But suddenly he changed towards me. Now he's hunting me like a criminal. None of it makes sense. IWhy would the most powerful Lycan king be searching for me? Is this search induced by him or my father? King Alonso… our only interaction has been about strange marriage proposals, but I didn't give him a reply. Is that my offense? The sounds from above is fading until all I can hear is my own breathing and the occasional drip of water- dirty, smelly water.I can tell I am finally reaching the end of the tunnel because I can

Which I almost believe with how he gags around humans. Draco, is my wolf. Though not just any wolf. He's the Lycan King. Both of us in reign of the kingdom of Leaden. I came here with business, but as always I was just disappointed. But as the king I'm required to do all these things, even when they sometimes just want me to bite my own head off.