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.

really don't need this drama

against my

Of course.

sees me, but doesn't move closer. His usual scowl

think about is Enoch's fucking office and Brooke's hand on his shoulder and that damn sentence

a fucked-up lullaby.

have time

Liam says carefully. "Can I talk

past him and unlock the door, ready

I'm sorry. For the other

around. My fingers shake against the door

murmur. It's not a question.

let

over my shoulder. And I see it. The sincerity. The guilt. But

Nothing's enough right now.

His

my face. "Are you gonna

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That makes me stop.

don't blink.

time tonight, I

That's the easy way out. But the thing about me that

hate is that I never

myself into the fire and then act shocked when I get

for,

was the

I know now.

know who

know who he

I know who I

of now? Where do

look away, "I'll... think

past him and into my apartment and Liam follows

he says, and his hand grabs my wrist-not tight, not

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

frustrated. Good. Join

says, and the quiet in his voice throws me. "To make up for what I

he means it. Not because he wants to fix us- whatever us is—but because he's not used

about the kiss. I'm angry about everything else. "I'm tired,

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

Fuck it.

I exhale like I've been holding my breath for

that doesn't mean

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

the door. My chest tightens. Not from sadness-this isn't the

clarity. The kind you only get when you've been

low, all that's left to

right now?

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That's it.

of my man, but he's still my mate.

be mine in the

to be put down, and for that to happen, I need to be

be kicked out anytime Enoch

he likes it or now. I'll take

to work for her. As

call the one person I know who never shuts the hell

a contact or

ring. "Taryn, it's

held hostage

Jacob's

of

What

“Nothing illegal.” Technically.

lying voice is

I sigh, pinching the bridge of my nose. "I'm gonna be the Dowager

caretaker."

she screams.

you want the

Sweetie. My emotionally tortured

of the article? How is he going to react if

I mutter. "Maybe that'll jog his

she whispers, voice

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

stop me if she wants

"And if he tries?"

tantrum while I spoon-feed his grandmother

end of the line. "Okay,

"Thanks, Zoe."

King back, bitch. But also don't

to plan a funeral right