Babysitting The Amnesiac Lycan King

King Novel 57

Chapter 57

A story...

A good story that will impress the fuck out of Liam Beckett.

I've been searching the entire day.

I don't know what I'm expecting when I click on the article-maybe another

recycled political piece about the Alpha King's miraculous return from the dead. Another puff piece written by some bootlicking journo trying to crawl up the hierarchy without getting their throat slit along the way.

What I don't expect-

What punches me right in the fucking chest-

Is him.

Enoch.

The grainy photo loads slow as hell, pixel by pixel, like the universe is dragging

out the torture on purpose.

I feel it before I even see him-

The bone-deep ache that hasn't fucking left me since the night he walked out of that shitty motel room and never came

back.

My heart jackknifes against my ribs.

No.

No, no, no.

My lungs start to shrink. Everything inside me winds tight, every nerve ending sparking like live wires under my skin.

Then the image sharpens-

And there he is.

Tall. Cold. Alive.

He stands in front of a towering marble building yet only his back is shown, the crowd around him blurred into nothing. The black suit clings to him like it was sewn onto his body-sharp, severe lines that fit him too perfectly. His hair is shorter now, slicked back like he's some kind of untouchable royalty. The scar across his temple is barely visible, just a pale ghost against his tan skin.

I wanna see his eyes-

God, his eyes.

I hope they haven't changed at all.

The same bottomless forest pits that used to watch me as if was something worth saving-something his.

But his back is onto the camera. No one has ever photographed the Alpha King, only glimpses of him.

Except now they're dead behind the surface. Hollow. Like whatever pieces of him I managed to drag back from the brink-

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He buried them along with me

4 damp my hand over my mouth, forcing down the sol clawing up my throat.

11'e alive

He's fucking alive.

Every breath I've taken in the past six months feels like a sick joke-like I've been grieving a ghost while the bastard's been out here playing dress-up as the untouchable Alpha King

1 lean forward, hands shaking as 1 scroll down-

And that's when I see her.

woman on his

down her back. Blood-red lipstick. Expensive-ass designer dress

W-who is this?

straight through

she belongs there-as if she's earned the right to touch him. The

mysterious Lady attend the annual

between the

Union.

Fiancée.

I can't fucking breathe.

down to just their intertwined arms, the smirk painted on her face, the way his hand is curled into a loose fist by his

Or won't.

The room tilts sideways.

No.

He wouldn't-

He couldn't-

middle, the cracks spiderwebbing out to

inch of my chest.

All the whispered promises.

breath warmed the

he looked at me like

together-

was all a

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slap the laptop shut so hard the keys rattle. My pulse hammers in my ears, drowning

feel like I'm

need to get the fuck out

without conscious thought. My shoulder smashes into the stall door, locking it behind me just as the first sob tears out

clutch the sink with both hands, trying to force oxygen into

He's alive.

He's alive.

He's fucking alive.

inch of me shakes. My nails bite into

months clawing my way out of the wreckage he

dead, that he

he'd only left me because

such

I whisper to

through my head like

come back for

"I'll always protect you."

"You're mine, little wolf."

on the inside of my cheek so hard I

blood.

Fuck him.

every single lie that ever came

He left me.

He forgot me.

standing next to her-the same

make mine

bubbles up from

Of course it's Seraphina.

the universe isn't just cruel-it's fucking

drag in one shaky breath after another, staring at my reflection

are bloodshot,

Pathetic.

He replaced me.

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Now I'll replace him.

me so fast and hard it almost knocks me

he's the

that makes him the

rip his entire fucking empire apart piece by