Babysitting The Amnesiac Lycan King

Chapter 98

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Who in the world is it? I'm beginning to think the Goddess really is sending people to ruin my relationship with Enoch. As if reading my mind, the driver looks at me in the rearview mirror, smiling. "It's Mr. Calloway," the driver says, as if he's casually mentioning the weather.

"Liam? My boss?" I ask and he nods. What is he doing in the p-

I don't even have time to process that before the energy inside the car goes feral.

I turn to Enoch beside me and my eyes widen as I watch his jaw ticks. One second, two. His palm tightens over his thigh, and his nostrils flare just a bit.

That's all. There's no words. No growls this time. But the vibe is unmistakable-if Liam has any surviving grandparents, they probably just keeled over.

Well boss, you're definitely fucked.

I know Enoch might just be on the verge of letting me go, but wolves-our wolves, do not have that kind of choice. You either have mates, you reject them to let them go, or you don't.

Enoch and I... we're still mates.

And it absolutely doesn't help that our wolves, most especially his are on the royal bloodline, while mine is of royal court- my deceased father's.

This is why the Moon has turned crimson when we both came in the Woodridge Pack. It turned crimson on both of our acceptance ceremonies. The Goddess isn't accepting us to be part of other packs.

We slowly belong in the Imperial Pack.

"He said it's urgent," I was pulled out of my thoughts when the driver added. Stop talking, Sir. Your Alpha here is one second away from blowing this vehicle.

He's staring on the road as if doesn't want to be part of this testosterone crime scene. "He's been waiting in the west garden."

Enoch hums. Not in the nice, vibey way. No, definitely not. But in the somebody's- about-to-die-and-l-won't-even-hide-the-body kind of way.

It absolutely doesn't help that I know Enoch's a fucking kickboxer too. I can't let him kickbox the fuck out of Liam.

I should really stay silent. Let it blow over. But I'm a petty bitch with trauma and half a pack's worth of pent-up emotional constipation.

"Oh," I

say, brightly. "He must've come to congratulate me. It's my council debut and all that. A big moment for me"

Enoch looks at me. Those forest greens are sharp, heavy, and most definitely not amused.

And still, I smile.

I know you, baby. You still want me. A person playing a role will eventually forget their lines. I have to pay attention, this act of yours cannot go on forever.

"You're jealous, aren't you?" I ask, grinning at him. His brows props up, as if he didn't think I would have the audacity.

"Is my disinterest so unfathomable to you?" He seethes. I lean in closer, but he doesn't pull away. Oh Enoch, as confident as

think you are right now. I could hear your breath hitching underneath me.

you

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"Then... is my attraction so meaningless to you?" I pout, so close to his face. You're gonna fall again soon. Very soon.

Game on, Your Majesty.

By the time we get back to the palace, I'm practically buzzing.

The second the car stops, Enoch's already opening his door as if it has personally offended him.

"Wait for m-"I follow him out but is cut off when I immediately spot Liam leaning by one of the stone benches near the rose archway. His tie's loose, sleeves rolled, hair slightly tousled-corporate hot and smug as hell.

I'm still not over what he did back in the apartment, but I'lll get over it.

walking over to

Liam grins. "Taryn."

"You made it."

you how to handle assholes in corporate, didn't I?." His gaze

me, his deep ass voice dripping in sarcasm as though he's fighting off a

him in those beautiful greens, and smile again. Fine, let's test the waters, shall

tend to now, don't you?" I cooed, seductively.

lingering, I'm-not-done-with-you

turn to Liam, looping my arm through his. "Come

don't even have to look back to know

in the side garden-less guards, more privacy. I

the fountain while Liam stands beside it, hands in

manicured hedges like he's searching

you'd actually come,"

looked like you were drowning with him behind you," he says.

do." I gesture to my

your

first met you, I thought you

roll my eyes

a little more like gasoline and

before it turns into a full blown laugh. Gasoline?

back, hands in his pockets,

over as he leans his hands

You were damn

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guts to

at him. "It takes

his expression shifts, softens. "How

cry, or kiss him-or maybe not, or

those would fix

"I'm surviving." I reply.

the same as

yet, I'm not

for a beat. Until he says something that

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the palace archive," he says slowly, "of the King's former fiance-her last movements before her... accident. I saw it once, back when I

footage redacted and someone scrubbed it

body goes

palace that doesn't

mean one thing-somebody didn't

I fucking

Brooke.

Celeste was crying after her father

handle it,"

and

was the chaos Enoch and I decided to run away

did handle it, didn't she? Like a

voice comes out clipped. "Can you find that footage

don't have the clearance

friends. I can try."

"I need it."

slightly.

someone who

nods, slowly. "I'll get what I

I glance up.

to get something from you. I just want to help. And

up back at your

for being close to giving in because of the alcohol. It's not entirely his fault.