Babysitting The Amnesiac Lycan King

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Chapter 55

A cold shiver creeps down my spine.

Suddenly, I feel like someone's watching me.

I glance over my shoulder, but the bullpen looks exactly the same-half-empty and disinterested.

Still... the itch won't go away.

I shake it off, forcing myself to focus.

I scribble the document code onto another sticky note and shove it deep into my pocket.

I'll dig deeper tomorrow.

I'll find out what really happened that night.

I drag in a ragged breath through my nose, trying to keep the panic from

swallowing me whole. My fingers clutch the edge of the desk hard enough to dent the cheap wood veneer.

Focus, Taryn.

The room around me stays the same-keyboards clacking, printers whirring, the faint burnt-coffee smell lingering in the stale air. Nobody's watching. Nobody knows what I just found.

Except...

That fucking itch between my shoulder blades hasn't left.

Like someone's standing just out of sight-eyes drilling into the back of my skull.

I glance over my shoulder again.

Nothing.

The bullpen is half-empty, the remaining reporters hunched over their desks, picking at leftover takeout or scrolling through headlines like they couldn't give a single shit about whatever story they're writing.

But something's wrong.

I can feel it.

It's like the whole room is wrapped in invisible thread-tugging tighter and tighter around my throat.

I shove the sticky note with the document code into my pocket, my heart pounding so hard I swear it's trying to claw its w

my chest.

out of

Tomorrow.

I'll dig deeper tomorrow.

But right now, I need to get the hell out of here before I completely fucking spiral.

I log out of the system, grab my bag, and practically bolt toward the stairwell-

shoving through the heavy door and takin the steps two at a time.

By the time I hit the street, cold night air slaps me in the face-sharp and biting against the swea

clinging to my skin

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I suck in a lungful, bracing my hands on my knees as I try to calm the wildfire ripping through my bloodstream.

I should go home.

I should sleep.

1 should forget about this-pretend like I didn't just stumble onto something that

everything I thought I

But the problem is...

don't fucking

I want to know.

filthy, buried, twisted inch of

it guts

if it

my eyes, but I blink them back

sidewalk and pulling my jacket tighter around myself. The city's still wide awake around

something's pressing down on me, squeezing tighter and tighter until I can barely fucking

going until I find myself standing at the edge of the river-water lapping at the stone embankment, silver and black under the

necklace tucked under my shirt suddenly feels like it's

skin.

wrapping my fingers around the

Enoch's necklace.

it off.

Not since he left.

he broke

eyes, pressing it to my lips like a goddamn idiot-as if he can

hell

you," I whisper into the night,

The necklace doesn't answer.

Figures.

good at leaving me to

why the hell I'm doing this. Why I

us-tugging harder every night, pulling him closer even

I should hate him.

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I do hate him.

knees and beg

wet cheeks, cursing

Pathetic.

I'm so goddamn pathetic.

necklace tangled in my fingers, the silver wolf pendant catching

and fragile against my

promised he'd

He fucking promised.

you out there, Enoch?"

Nothing.

river rushing beneath the

the city breathing around

Just me-alone, like always.

myself to tuck the necklace

body feels stretched too thin-frayed a the

to get

to let him

to

then I

Faint. Almost too far

A howl.

echoes through the night-deep and broken, carried

ghost's whisper.

every hair on the back of

No.

No, it can't be.

just some random wolf in

It's not him.

It's not him.

my ribs so hard I feel like I'm

out across the river, my breath

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Nothing.

the water and the wind and the faint hum of

I'm going insane.

shit that isn't

myself to turn away-putting one foot in