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

she'd smack him

as tired as I feel. Red-rimmed eyes. Puffiness. A split lip I didn't even notice from when I bit

tapping concealer under my eyes as if it'll erase the damn truth. "You've survived worse." I close my eyes,

Another inhale. Another exhale.

I'll be leaving. I'm still not entirely sure what I'm supposed to do with the job the Dowager Queen

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

Then I leave.

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

I knock once.

"Come in, dear."

curved now, her cane tapping the floor as she moves toward a carved vanity

can't seem to find my medication," she mutters, frustrated. "Your eyes are young-come. Help an

I almost smile. Almost.

jar from her

someone used to ruling nations.

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

is comforting. Maybe this is just exactly what I

find the correct label, pick up the tiny capsule, and turn around again to grab the

it about Enoch

My breath stutters.

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grip, water

did you-"I start, voice too small. I hate

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may be quiet,

the spaces

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

gently. Her fingers are cool but firm, the skin worn like

fine," I lie,

Sit down before you fall down." Her voice is hoarse as she

for once,

on the edge of the bed. She doesn't look at meas

and pats the seat like

a couple of times

urges. Fuck

that's

"I think I'm done."

hums. "No, you

waited. I've hoped. I've bent myself backwards for him. I

give."

eyes on the windows. I always thought it's a bit rude for that. But, right now, all I could think about is how much comfort not having

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

I know," she says, eyes sharper than they should be for her

"You don't know

looks at me. "I know enough. I knew who

room the first time

were lost. You

blink, immediately looking up

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

an eye."

cold.

I first came in,

she cuts me off,

mt thoughts, "Your father-George. He

with

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