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?

and my heart drops and I clench the mouse

One,

Two,

Three seconds.

Their lips don't touch, yet I was out the door and Brooke's back was

I see it

wrist and shove her off his desk. Roughly as she landed on the floor. With all the grace of a royalty

thud from a mile away. Brooke says something else,

then she storms

Not even a hug.

the chair as I sit there in

I whisper, dragging my hands down my face. "You didn't betray me." A small smirk edged to slip out of my lips and my

away. Or that the damage hasn't already

it does mean

a lying, manipulative

to court. She 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

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

minutes later, I'm lurking in the hallway outside Enoch's wing like some

to help. This isn't

snake that's been hissing in my

to his

And there she is.

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Brooke.

Lip gloss on. Smirking like a cat

"Didn't realize you

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just came out of his room is the fact that I am a million percent sure he's still in his office and not there. Which would mean she might have done something

wont be shocked if she

full of surprises." I

head, still acting. "You shouldn't lurk in

forward and shove my phone in her face. The screen lights up with the paused

gymnast.

She freezes.

Her smile gone.

the silence stretch until she finally hisses,

it matter? I have back ups anyway" I arch a brow. "You can wipe that smug expression off your face now. You didn't fool me. You never

"You think this proves anything? He'll still choose me. Because he has

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

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

needed him to kill my father. You have no idea what it was like

up the

And I freeze.

trailing down the inside of her arm. Another

from under her collarbone.

Holy shit.

my father. That article? That wasn't about revenge-it was salvation." Her voice cracks, for the first time sounding less like a villain and more like

But I don't soften.

excuse what

scoff like it's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard, "He saved me," She whimpers and my walls drop, until that whimper turns into a creepy smile,

Oh my goddess.

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fuck." I mutter,