Babysitting The Amnesiac Lycan King

Chapter 104

"Taryn..."

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Brooke-it was all Brooke. What would have happened had I found out a bit earlier? Will Enoch and I be able to reconcile? What would have happened?

"Taryn!" I immediately snap out of it, turning to the voice beside me. It's Liam. Right, we were in the drawing room.

"I said your name twice," Liam mutters, his voice louder than usual. "Are you deaf or just ignoring me?" he mutters, a bit annoyed.

Shaking my head, I blink. No, I snap back to reality. My background registers and the white walls of the drawing room come into focus again, it's as though my brain just did a hard reboot.

Fuck.

Focus, Taryn.

I swallow the lump in my throat but my mouth is dry. My fingers are curled around the edge of the table, and I'm not sure how long I've been sitting here frozen, staring at the blurry photo on Liam handed me like it's a prophecy or a death sentence. Maybe it is, considering how I'm reacting.

Brooke.

It was her. That fucking snake.

She used Zoe to bait me. Used Lady Celeste to get close to Enoch. And then used me-my words, my trust, my laptop-to ruin everything.

Liam cleared his throat and I turn to him, raising my brows. "So, what did you find out? Do you recognize the person on the image?" He nods onto the crumpled paper in my hand.

"Nothing," I mumble, voice hoarse. "It's nothing."

Liam raises a brow before turning away in disbelief. "Bullshit."

I flash him a tight-lipped smile, the kind that feels more like I'm baring teeth than being polite. "Stop raising your voice. I was just thinking." I snap, annoyed. It doesn't help that this shit is getting to my nerves. I have to think of a way to confront

that bitch later.

"You looked like you were about to punch someone in the throat." Liam mutters under his breath as he begins to organize the pictures in front of us. This is what I absolite;y don't like about him. He's uptight as fuck.

"Oh, I am. Just not you. Yet." I mutter, rolling my eyes.

Before he can respond, a low growl rips through the air. A shiver immediately runs down my spine and I straighten up in my seat as we both turn to where it was coming from.

No need to guess who though.

I don't even have time to roll my eyes before the chair besides Liam is kicked out

of place and I sweat I think the legs broke off or something-which, knowing him, is a real possibility.

Ugh, I really don't have time for this.

"Back the fuck off," Enoch snarls, eyes flashing green. He's stalking around the table like he owns the building. Which, okay, he might, but still.

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Liam doesn't even flinch anymore. Maybe because he thinks he's already memonred Yes gave shrn beating out of it from last night. That's where he's most abwrdutely-definitely wrong. The bread crows ke march fus the Lycan King the most unimpressed look I've ever seen, and says flatly, Jean hapin

this is where hell is about to break

This is like a toddler fight I don't wanna be

I'm definitely gonna fall for it Thear Eris murmurs, lovestruck on the back of

help when

which is not my

say slowly, like I'm talking to a ticking time bomb,

was yelling."

brows..

brows and I massage the bridge of my

"Because

"He should know better."

my fucking god, are

crane my neck to meet his eyes and he

time. My heart does a sommersault and I bite my tongue

how royals are' Eris' voice echoes in my mind again and I immediately put on a wall. This little

two have unresolved shit

as though he belongs there, as though we didn't almost rip each other to emotional shreds last night. "She's not

where you're wrong. "Wow. Love that confidence. Hope it keeps you warm when I pack my shit

to appease him. Whatever keeps him from chaining me against the wall

not look at either of us. “Right. So before I

him off while Enoch laughs.

to tell you about something. There's a job offer. In

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Chapter 104

Italy.

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wave of both nausea and headache swirls inside my head. And then somehow, I'm back. Were in the rogue territory-

right beside me as he peels a mango with a sharp metal I'm not even sure is

in Tuscany. We never made it there. They both died before she could even renew her damn passport and-" his image disappears, his voice dissipating, and before I knew it, I'm back here. In the drawing room

we became survivors, it was Jesse who led

reading too much. "It's yours, if you want it. No interviews, no strings. I talked to someone.

then stutters again. Italy was my family's dream. "You'd recommend me after all the

Someone used

There's a lump forming in my throat and I hate

want to." His voice softens. "If you don't want to come back to the

you shouldn't

small grateful smirk. "I'll think about it." Behind me, I hear a very dramatic scoff. Ugh, if he says something stupid, I'm out of here. I can't believe he can be this childish. He's not amnesiac anymore! "Pfft. Italy. Please," Enoch says, smug as

him. Silence engulfed the room until I finally break it. "Did you just offer to buy an entire business

back in his seat,

is a

Liam deadpans, "You're unhinged."

flashes a grin, raising his brows in

"And unhinged."

"Still richer."

standing abruptly. "I swear to the Moon Goddess, I'm gonna throw both of you

at me. "Not if Italy gets to you first." he mutters. He bows down

of tension

like some smug, golden god. Maybe he

my bag, pushing every single picture inside it, not even bothering whether

this room