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

hand down his face. "Damn, you were

somehow accepted my feelings has now gone down the drain for a certain someone and that I can't give another wave of love

turned civilized, but I'm just glad he's not the same wild animal from before. I haven't forgiven him or Seraphina but I've moved on enough to slide it down the depths of memory

on his forehead. He volunteered to help me move.

murmurs.

back then." I shrug and anot eyes

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really know Ser's doings

it. I don't have anything to wear all those 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 I let my cheeky

bite the insides of my cheeks before looking down at the box

girls closing their legs incase they somehow drip down there. Kallias is smoking hot and he was, in my eyes

that I've had

at the Uber behind me. I've already said goodbye to Gamma Aabel last night, although he didn't take it too well, considering how much

granted me access out of the borders with the Alpha's

This might be the last embrace I would be having with anyone in this pack.

I'm in the arms of that same boy I met the moment I was adopted in. This is the kid I played with. The

of him and to the backseat of the car. The engine roared to life and I keep my eyes trained on him as he waved back. I steal one last glance at the pack I grew up in. The room I survived the last two decades of my

Goodbye.

***

I'm fucking nauseous.

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-

people like me who are escaping the

Tall buildings lines up the street. Women in high fashion litters around with their phones on their faces. I can easily

take your things out." He steps out of the car and I follow suit. I look up at the building I'm about to live. It's an apartment building with...

I hand him some tip. "Thanks!" He calls and heads back in his

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

of my life in. Shit, this is fucking scary. How

it. I'm going to

inside the entrance, automatic

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my back. It's a good thing the receptionist and the employees were kind, or I really would have killed someone by the