Babysitting The Amnesiac Lycan King

King Novel 51

Chapter 51

Chapter 51

Enoch is gone.

It has been three months and the only thing he's left me with ais a post-it note-his pathetic way of in mydogy & you me. I've spent these months looking at myself in the mirror, wondering what could have gone wrong with me forms as leave.

Was I not strong enough to keep him from leaving?

I sure as hell don't think so, after surviving days stuck in that warehouse with nothing to car and drink and with relate torture. I also did not dare breathe a word of his identity or the questions they've burned me with motren wons for

I survived. I thrived and yet... why did he leave?

Then I look down at my appearance.

I don't know everything about the man I picked up from the forest but there's one thing I could say it was that Eands head never taken a glance at me and saw me for who I was on the outside. Those piercing forest green eyes hat das car through the windows of my soul. He saw me for who I was.

So it was not my appearance he left me for.

Which leads me to one thing,

Love.

Perhaps it was me who didn't love him enough or it was his. Or in all sense, I wonder if he actually even loved me at alll

He never told me. Nor did I with him.

I stare at myself in the mirror, wiping the smudged lip gloss on the edge of my lips. The woman looking back at me is a different one from the woman who had rot on the bed, crying her heart out. This one is wearing a suit, fitted jeans, zad

ankle boots.\

"You still kept these?" I turn from the mirror to Kallias. He's holding a box of the music tapes we've had when his father insisted we watch historical plays for him to gain knowledge about politics if he somehow caught up on Romeo and Julien

I kept tapes after tapes of it in a cassette, sort of a reviewer if he needs to rewatch the whole thing Television has yet to arrive in the pack back then.

A chuckle slips out and I walk over to him, the block heels from my boots clicking on the wooden floor. I watch the box off his hands, "Yes, I did. I kept them for me, by the way." I roll mye eyes, putting the box along with the other luggages

and running his hand down his face. "Damn, you

neutral, to a slightly comfortable mutuals. He's somehow accepted my feelings has now gone down the drain for a certain someone and that I can't give another wave of love to another person-worse, not

wild animal from before. I haven't forgiven him or Seraphina but I've

asks, wiping the bead of sweat on his forehead. He volunteered to help me move. "You

murmurs.

you bought me back then." I shrug and anot eyes about how he has treated me then, even way before 'He' came to

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dresses for" I mutter, pulling the suitcases into the Uber ride I called -I may be a wolf, but I'm still just a girl. All hell be damned if

bite the insides of my cheeks before looking down at the box once more. "Although they'd really be helpful on

have girls closing their legs incase they somehow drip down there. Kallias is smoking hot and he

I've had a taste of

go now." I flash another smile-one genuine enough to reach my eyes, nodding at the Uber behind me. I've already said goodbye to Gamma Aabel last night, although he didn't take

me access out of

on it, hugging him tight. This might be the last embrace I would be having with anyone in this pack. So even with it

scent from his shoulders. Right now, I'm in the arms of that same boy I met the moment I was adopted in. This is the

I mutter and slipped off of him and to the backseat of the car. The engine roared to life and I keep my eyes trained on him as

Goodbye.

***

I'm fucking nauseous.

from this stupid traffic. Werewolf Free City is a human inhabited werewolf land. Kind of the vice versa of those in paranormal movies. This place is filled with ninety- percent wolves and yet the human

dreams for people like me who are escaping the lives they have been

the window. Tall buildings lines up the street. Women in high fashion litters around with their phones

up at the building I'm about to live. It's an apartment building with... I look down on

driver unloaded the last of my stuff and I turn to him, smiling as I hand him some tip. "Thanks!" He calls and heads back in his car,

up at the busy place, the people, and the tall complex I'm

is fucking scary. How did no one talk me out of

it. I'm going

walk inside the entrance, automatic doors

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joke with all these carry-ons on my back. It's a good thing the receptionist and the employees were kind, or I really