Babysitting The Amnesiac Lycan King

King Novel 55

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

I thought I

But the problem is...

fucking want to

I want to know.

the truth-every filthy, buried, twisted

it

it kills

pricks behind my eyes, but I blink them back hard. Crying won't fix

myself. The city's still wide awake around me-neon

walk, the heavier the weight in my chest gets-like something's pressing down on me,

I find myself standing at the edge of the

shirt suddenly feels

skin.

wrapping my

Enoch's necklace.

it off.

Not since he left.

he broke

pressing it to my lips like

hell he

hate you," I whisper into the night, my

The necklace doesn't answer.

Figures.

always been good at leaving

I'm doing this. Why I still miss him. Why I still

between us-tugging harder every night, pulling

I should hate him.

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I do hate him.

still fall to my knees and beg him

wet cheeks, cursing

Pathetic.

I'm so goddamn pathetic.

tangled in my fingers, the silver wolf

and fragile against

promised he'd

He fucking promised.

there, Enoch?" I

Nothing.

the river rushing

city

Just me-alone, like always.

forcing myself to tuck the

thin-frayed a the edges,

need to get my shit

need to

to

I hear

too far to

A howl.

echoes through the night-deep and broken, carried

ghost's whisper.

on the back of my neck standing

No.

No, it can't be.

random wolf in

It's not him.

It's not him.

slams into my ribs so hard

the river, my

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Nothing.

and the wind and the faint hum of

I'm going insane.

shit

myself to turn away-putting one foot