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.

don't need this

against

Of course.

closer. His usual scowl is gone, replaced by

about is Enoch's fucking office

a fucked-up lullaby.

have time for

Liam says carefully. "Can I

the door, ready to shove it open, but

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

turn around. My fingers shake against the door handle. "It won't

It's not a question. It's not

let it," he

see it. The

Nothing's enough right now.

His

search my face. "Are you gonna

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That makes me stop.

blink.

first time tonight, I meet his

easy way out. But the thing

hate is that I never

into the fire and then act shocked

for, my

That was the

know now.

know who

know who he

I know who I

now? Where do I go from

"I'll... think about

into my apartment and Liam

grabs my wrist-not tight, not

is it, Liam? I really... don't wanna hear this right

frustrated. Good.

do?" he says, and the quiet in his voice throws

once, I think he means it. Not because he wants to fix us- whatever us is—but because he's not used to being the one who fucks

And I mean it. I'm not angry about the kiss. I'm angry about everything else. "I'm

doesn't say anything for 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

Fuck it.

I exhale like I've been holding my breath for a damn week.

that doesn't mean

left. Again. And yeah, he had his reasons-I was the reason, sure-but he also fucking threw

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

is that razor-sharp clarity. The kind you only get when

all that's

right now? I'm fucking

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That's it.

might have comforted the shit out of my man, but he's still my

to be mine in

down, and for that to happen, I

I won't be kicked out

him back whether he likes

for

call the one

a

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

held hostage by hot

Beta Jacob's

beat of silence.

fuck no. What are

“Nothing illegal.” Technically.

lying. Your lying voice

my

caretaker."

she

Do you want the whole building

emotionally tortured bestie.

supposed to be on bad terms because of the article?

I mutter. "Maybe that'll jog

serious," she whispers,

room over. "You're

stop me if she wants

"And if he tries?"

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

the other end of the line.

"Thanks, Zoe."

King back, bitch. But also don't die. Like, seriously. I'm not

plan a