Babysitting The Amnesiac Lycan King

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Chapter 93

Chapter 93

I'm already halfway down the damn hallway before I realize I'm walking like

someone just shoved a broken wine bottle through my chest.

Which, in a way, they kinda did.

That really was... Enoch's grandmother.

I just vented everything out to the freaking Dowager Queen?!

My footsteps are sharp, fast, uneven.

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I'm pretty sure one of my shoes is slipping off but I don't give a shit. The scent of eucalyptus and burning wood still clings to my skin like a scar I can't scrub off, and my throat feels as s though I swallowed glass.

Brooke's voice is still in my head even after ranting it all out to that grandma.

"She made her choice."

She didn't even fucking whisper it. She said it as a fact. As though I'm just another dumb Omega who fumbled the bag and thought she could keep a King.

Stupid. So fucking stupid.

I still wonder who posted the article. Who is it...

I push through the hallway doors, ignoring the two guards who blink like I'm the plot twist they didn't train for.

They're probably shocked how I got in here. It was the Beta who gave me access after all.

I don't stop until I hit the corridor that leads to the main entrance of the palace. The air's cooler here, windier.

"Leaving already?" a low voice says.

I stop short. Beta Jacob.

Great. Just what I need. A front-row witness to my public humiliation. Love that for

me.

He's leaning against the wall. His expression doesn't change when he sees the state I'm in, but I see the slight twitch in his jaw. His eyes scan me-puffy eyes, blotchy cheeks, lips chewed raw.

"So," he says slowly, voice even, "I'm guessing that didn't go well."

I laugh. It's dry and bitter and absolutely useless. "Didn't know I signed up for a fucking circus," I mutter, dragging my fingers through my hair. "But hey, at least I was the main act."

He doesn't smile. He doesn't tease me like usual either. He just stares at me with this..... quiet understanding that pisses me off even more. As if he knows what I heard. What I saw. What it meant.

"I'll try to talk to him," Jacob offers. "When he's... clearer."

"No," I say immediately, the word ripping out of me. "Don't. Don't bother. He's made his choice too."

Maybe he's trying to move on now. I mean, were only mates right?

Damn it. This is so complicated.

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He frowns. "Taryn-"

"I said don't" My voice cracks, and I hate it. "It's not his fault. It's mine"

His brows shoot up. "You seriously believe that?"

I nod, swallowing the lump in my throat like it's poison I deserve. "I wrote the

damn article, Jacob. Maybe I didn't publish it, but I wrote it. I sold him out in words and then acted shocked when he didn't choose me"

His silence is damning. He doesn't argue.

Exactly,

"Tell him..." I start, then stop, No. What's the point? "Never mind."

I walk past him and this time, he doesn't stop me.

The air outside is freezing, but my chest is hotter than hell. I take a taxi back to the apartment. I don't think Eris has the same amount of energy as she did when we came here on all fours.

I don't say a single word but stare out the window the whole way.

When we pull up to the apartment, the city's already alive. Horns blaring. People shouting. Lights blinking like drunk fireflies.

My heart already misses the palace.

I climb out, slam the car door shut, and freeze.

I really don't need this drama

is leaning against my apartment

Of course.

sees me, but doesn't move closer. His usual scowl is gone, replaced by

away. My chest tightens. All I can think about is Enoch's fucking office and Brooke's hand

a fucked-up lullaby.

don't have time for

Liam says carefully. "Can I

the door, ready

I'm sorry. For the other night. I shouldn't

shake against

not a question. It's

let

And I see it. The sincerity.

Nothing's enough right now.

His

search my face. "Are you

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That makes me stop.

blink.

tonight, I meet his eyes. Really meet

out. But the

I never take the

throw myself into the fire and then act

only thing I even became a journalist for, my entire life, is

That was the

I know

know who killed my

who he

I know

now? Where do I go from

look away, "I'll... think about

my apartment and Liam follows in. Of

says, and his hand grabs my wrist-not tight, not rough, just... there.

through my puffed eyes. "What is it,

frustrated. Good. Join the

his voice throws me. "To make up for what

I think he means it. Not because he wants to fix us- whatever

say. And I mean it. I'm not angry about

a second. He just stands in front of me as though he's deciding between pushing his luck and backing off. I close the door in his face before he

Fuck it.

like I've been holding my breath for a damn week. My fingers curl into my palm.

that doesn't mean I'm giving

the reason, sure-but he also fucking threw me out like

against the door. My chest tightens. Not from sadness-this isn't the kind of crying-on-the-bathroom-floor

you

fucking low, all that's left to

right now?

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That's it.

out of my man, but he's

mine in

needs to be put down, and for that

be kicked out

whether he likes it or now. I'll

for her. As she

out my phone and call the one person I know who never shuts the

always has a

fourth ring. "Taryn, it's two in the fucking morning.

held hostage by hot

need Beta Jacob's number," I

of

no. What

“Nothing illegal.” Technically.

lying. Your lying voice is right

pinching the bridge of my nose. "I'm

caretaker."

Then she screams.

Shut up! Do you want the

My emotionally tortured bestie. Are you insane? Aren't

of the article? How is he going to react if he finds you back

that'll

you're serious," she whispers, voice dropping like she's scared

be eavesdropping from the next room over. "You're going in through

can't stop me

"And if he tries?"

he can throw a tantrum while I spoon-feed his grandmother applesauce and remind her that I'm great with old

end of the

"Thanks, Zoe."

our King back, bitch. But also don't die. Like,

plan a funeral right