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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the door, and I breathe through my nose, march to the mirror with shoulders that weigh like lead, and start fixing the wreckage of

smack

meets my auburn eyes and she looks as tired as I feel. Red-rimmed eyes. Puffiness. A split lip I didn't even notice from

if it'll erase the damn truth. "You've survived worse."

Another inhale. Another exhale.

not entirely sure what I'm supposed to

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

Then I leave.

of its usual lavender and soap. Like old royalty and forgotten wars. The kind of place you whisper in without meaning to. Goddess, I already did. That's how

I knock once.

"Come in, dear."

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

seem to find my medication," she mutters, frustrated. "Your eyes are young-come. Help an old woman before I lose my remaining

I almost smile. Almost.

her

my bones. This one's for sleep." She huffs, lowering herself onto the couch with all the grace of someone used to ruling nations. She's once a queen, alright. “I swear these jars multiply just to mock me." I smile at her, although I'm pretty sure it doesn't reach my

look for it." I suggest. She turns to me and nods as I lead her back to the sheets, taking her cane after

comforting. Maybe this is just

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

about

My breath stutters.

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grip, water sloshing

voice too small. I hate how it

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but knowing. "You may be quiet, girl,

in the spaces between

the cup. My hands shake. This woman knows everything,

firm, the skin worn like paper from years of surviving shit I probably couldn't

I lie, chuckling for the

doesn't blink, however which tells me she's absolutely not buying my shit. "You're not. Sit down before you fall down." Her voice is hoarse as she downs the melatonin

once, I

her on the edge of

pats the seat like

done a couple of times

she urges. Fuck it,

recall everything that's happened in the past two hours, and before I knew it, the

"I think I'm done."

hums. "No,

tried. So hard. I've waited. I've hoped. I've bent myself backwards for

give."

bit rude for that. But, right now, all

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

girl I know," she says, eyes sharper than

"You don't know

Really looks at me. "I know enough.

my room the first time all those weeks ago. When you

were lost. You

looking up at her.

She smiles. "I can tell a

an eye."

blood runs cold.

first came

cuts me off, staring into my

if reading mt thoughts,

the war with my

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