Babysitting The Amnesiac Lycan King

Chapter 101

Chapter 101

One shoe.

That's what I walked back with. Just one fucking shoe, and maybe I was also carrying bits and pieces of my heart as well.

And I wish I could say it was a metaphor, but no. Literally. One shoe on, the other hand gripping the other pair like I'm some deranged Cinderella with swollen eyes and mascara bleeding into her jawline.

Goddamnit, how pathetic do I look right now. Zoe would probably look at me and her face would scrunch up.

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My feet drag across the palace floor, the silence so thick it scratches at my eardrums. It's already past midnight, everyone is either asleep or hiding from their Alpha King's rage.

I don't even make it to my bed. I collapse face-first into the mattress of my sofa and scream. Into the pillow, of course, because I'm still pathetic enough to care about who hears me.'

"Ah!" I punch the pillow, my voice being muffled by the cotton.

I scream until I'm lightheaded. Until my throat is dry. Until I'm sick of my own damn voice.

Enoch's still out there. Somewhere. Probably throwing shit at walls. Maybe punching a tree or murdering some political advisor or-fuck if I care.

But I do.

I care so much it's disgusting. This is what had gotten me here. This stupid attention to everything.

My face is still wet when I flip over, staring blankly at the ceiling like it might have answers. The chandelier above mocks me, sparkling like a fucking dream I never should've had in the first place.

All this, it's a stupid dream and I might as well be back in the Woodridge Pack and even though I was an Omega, things were peaceful. Hell, I would have handled Kallias' rejection a whole lot better than whatever this is Enoch and I have right now.

"You just loved." I feel Eris shifting in my head. The lump in my throat grows heavy and before I knew it, my arm finds their way over my eyes as I wipe a new tear that fell astray.

"That's the problem," I whisper. "I loved."

Eris shifts inside my head and before I knew it, she falls silent. I'm scared. I'm scared of the love I have for him. I know it will ruin me, and I also kn

fully well I will let it.

A knock startles me off the mattress and up to my feet as a very rushing fist bangs

at my door. Geez, it's 1AM, have some decency. I immediately wipe any visible traces of tears In my face.

It's not even a hesitant one-no courtesy for the broken girl on the other side. Just a swift, sharp tap-tap and then the door cracks open.

"Miss Sinclair," a soft voice peeps in on the door. One of the maids, the one who always smiles too much. "The Queen Dowager would like to see you."

I blink. Once, twice. The room spins. It's past midnight? What in the world is an old woman staying up at this time for?

"Now?" I croak.

She nods.

Of course she does.

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"I'll be there in a minute."

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nose, march to the mirror with shoulders that weigh like lead, and start fixing the wreckage of my face. I should tell her how her grandson is such

then she'd smack him

meets my auburn eyes and she looks as tired as I feel. Red-rimmed eyes. Puffiness. A split lip

under my eyes as if it'll erase the damn truth. "You've survived

Another inhale. Another exhale.

going to have to think when I'll be leaving. I'm still not entirely sure what I'm

my body-hoping I wouldn't bump with a particular someone

Then I leave.

lavender and soap. Like old royalty and forgotten wars. The kind of place

I knock once.

"Come in, dear."

is sandpaper and silk. Her spine's curved now, her cane tapping the floor as she moves toward a carved vanity table, squinting at

to find my medication," she mutters, frustrated. "Your eyes are young-come. Help

I almost smile. Almost.

jar from her hand. "You sure

huffs, lowering herself onto the couch with all the grace of someone used to ruling nations. She's once a queen,

back to bed, I'll look for it." I suggest. She turns to me and nods as I lead her back

this

back to the table. I find the correct label, pick up the tiny capsule, and turn around

about Enoch

My breath stutters.

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grip, water sloshing over the

too small.

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soft but knowing. "You may

screams in the spaces

shake. This woman knows everything, I

cool but firm, the skin worn

lie, chuckling

which tells me she's absolutely not buying my shit. "You're not. Sit down before you fall down." Her voice is

once, I don't

on the edge of the bed. She

the seat like

couple of times tonight. I really don't wan

urges. Fuck

throat catches. I swipe under my eyes before I can stop myself. I recall everything that's happened

"I think I'm done."

"No,

myself

give."

really no more?" She sips again, eyes on the windows. I always thought it's a bit rude for that.

walls, and then... he lit my soul on fire."

says, eyes sharper than they should be

"You don't know

turns. Really looks at me. "I know enough. I knew who you were

into my room the first time all those weeks

lost. You

looking up

isn't it?" She smiles. "I can tell a Lancaster

an eye."

runs cold. She...

I first

you." she cuts me

reading mt thoughts, "Your father-George.

with

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