Babysitting The Amnesiac Lycan King

Chapter 105

Chapter 105

There are five hundred things I should be doing right now.

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Like sleeping. Crying. Repacking my bags. Rewriting the Unity Event proposal for next week as I have told the board of directors-I was fucking confident on that speech. Hell, even bleaching my eyeballs after the shitshow that was Enoch's sudden regression into hormonal territory-marking toddler mode carlier.

He's a King for god's sake! Yet I have never even seen him behave like one.

But instead, I'm in the palace's dusty ass security room, staring at twelve screens and trying to pretend I'm not here for this. There's no one in here right now after I used Enoch's name, and considering that batard is only soft on me, they can't risk having their heads beheaded.

Thanks for that, I guess.

The tiny, crusty fan in the corner of the room keeps rattling as if it's about to give up on life. The chair I'm sitting in is squeaking under me like it's judging all of my life choices.

"Just pull the footage and leave," I mutter to myself, clicking through the timestamps. “You're here for evidence, Taryn. You're being rational. Smart. Cool- headed. Definitely not unhinged and obsessed and stalking your maybe-mate who practically ruined your fucking life."

Click.

"Totally emotionally stable."

Click.

I'm only here to get more footage of Celeste's death. That's it.

The camera view shifts to the hallway outside Enoch's office. My fingers hesitate. My stomach clenches as though it already knows what it's about to see.

The time stamp reads two days ago. Right before I found Brooke in his office. Do I really need to watch this? My heart pumps wildly staring at the screen-blue light hitting my face.

Before I knew it, I hit play.

The scene comes in the hallway, her hair up to reveal her shoulder blades in those thin strapped dress. She knocks once yet with no purpose as she doesn't really wait.

I watch as Brooke walks in Enoch's office as if she owns the damn place. I stare harder and it doesn't take a genius to see she's trying to seduce him with her hips swaying like a bad movie villain with cheap heels and worse intentions.

My fist clench as she just lets herself in, walking over to Enoch who's signing a heck of a paperwork. Whether he reads it or not is beyond me with how fast he's picking and putting the paper back.

Also, did I mention how hot he looks in those glasses? I've never seen him wore one. He's shifted back into his seat as he stares at a paper, he spins the chair to the balcony at his back as he reads, the moonlight penetrating through hits his face.

I lean in closer.

The audio sucks-garbled static with the occasional blip of a word—but the video's clear.

Brooke leans across his desk and Enoch spins back to his office table only to find her nestled on it already, the documents scattered all over the table and on the floor. Her mouth moves fast. Angry. Desperate maybe? She slams her hands down. Then-fuck. She climbs on top of his desk like she's reenacting a porn parody of The Secretary.

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My breath catches in my throat. This is what I saw and heard. She was convincing him to leave me. My brain replays and I hear her tempting voice again, “She made her choice."

However, I stare harder and yet Enoch doesn't move. He doesn't even stand. His arms are crossed. His jaw tight. He mutters something-sharp, clipped which made Brooke flinch. Whatever it may have been must be scary for her to react like that.

Did he reject her?

in closer to Enoch's face and my heart drops and I clench

One,

Two,

Three seconds.

happens. Their lips don't touch, yet I was out the door and Brooke's back was on me as she leaned in, so does that mean...

I see it the wrong

finally, and walks around his desk, but only to grab her wrist and shove her off his desk. Roughly as she landed on the floor. With all the grace of a royalty and the brutality of someone

from a mile away. Brooke says something else, wild-eyed now and points at the

she

kiss. Not even a hug.

back the chair as I sit there in silence. Let that raw, sick, tight thing in my chest loosen just

didn't betray me." A small smirk edged to slip out of my lips and my

still walk away. Or that the damage hasn't already

does mean

a lying,

killed Celeste and as much as I don't like that woman, her death needs justice. Plus, this is for rewriting my perfectly written article and publishing it under my

the footage. Transfer it onto my phone and two flash drives. One goes into my bra. The other gets shoved in the sock I still have in my bag. Liam taught me that trick. Hide things where

in the hallway

tell anyone. Not even Beta Jacob to help. This isn't a group project.

snake that's been hissing in

to his

And there she is.

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Brooke.

Lip gloss on. Smirking like a cat who just rolled around

sweetly, fake-surprised. "Didn't realize you

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that I am a million percent sure he's still in his office and not there. Which would mean she might

shocked if she touched herself and got off with

full of surprises."

narrow. She tilts her head, still acting. "You shouldn't lurk in hallways,

face. The screen lights up with the paused footage of her hurling herself over Enoch's desk like

gymnast.

She freezes.

Her smile gone.

let the silence stretch until she finally

"You can wipe that smug

scoffs, but it sounds more brittle than bitchy. "You think this proves anything? He'll still choose me.

say. "Last I checked, the royal family didn't

for a second. Then-like someone yanked a switch-her whole expression shifts. Wow, that's some sociopath bullshit right there.

she says, her voice low. "But that's not even why I did it. I needed him to kill my father. You have no idea what it was like growing up in that house-do you even know what that man did to

up the

And I freeze.

the inside

from under her collarbone.

Holy shit.

salvation." Her voice cracks,

But I don't soften.

her pain doesn't excuse what she's

my walls

Oh my goddess.

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sick fuck." I