Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne

#Chapter 40 A village in need

The necklace flashed in the moonlight. It filled Doris up to something she had never been before and

never thought she could be. Doris didn’t realize how little Cordelia had given her until this necklace was

clasped around her neck.

It made her feel unstoppable. It made her feel as if she could bring down worlds and crush anything

that tried to stop her. It vibrated through her before he settled into her bones and made her feel as if

she could control it. Perhaps it would all be one big mistake... or perhaps it would be enough to save

everyone.

Her wolf warned her before she grabbed it, but Doris could feel each time William had gotten hurt as if

they had the same body. Every cut or scratch he had was like one to her own skin. She could smell the

ash and hear the screams, she had to do something and it had to be big enough.

Doris could handle it—she had no choice but to handle it. Her fur glowed bright in the darkness and lit

her way all the way to the village. She was faster than the wind and her feet barely touched the ground

as she moved.

How has she not been born with this power? It felt right... it felt as if it should have always belonged to

her and not something she had to gain. It was her own. She knew it deep down and perhaps it was

cruel to ever have it hidden from her. She could have been great from the start if only her wolf had

trusted her with it.

It made her feel like a bigger force in the universe. She felt as if she owned a part of it and finally it

belonged to her. Her wolf was silent as if it was trying to concentrate and let the power flow through her

properly. This was all she had ever been made for. This was where she was meant to end up.

There was so much sound. So much sorrow and fighting happening from all around her. In one

direction, she could hear crying. In the other, she could here the sound of an army getting near— but

not close enough to help in time. She could hear the screaming and claws clashing —it was all so loud.

With a breath, she cantered on what she needed to. She heard William through all of it and she knew

she had to get to him. Her feet carried her across all the fire and broken buildings until she saw him

across the clearing and she knew he felt her there.

His eyes found her instantly and she wanted to scream at him not to look at her when other wolves

were about to jump him. He turned too late, but Doris was already there.

She shoved him back and took the blow of the three wolves—only it didn’t hurt at all. They ricocheted

off her as if she had a force around her. She saw them stumble in confusion, but once they saw why

they had been pushed back—their eyes grew wide.

Doris growled and held her ground. Immediately William was at her side but she could tell he wanted to

be the one in front of her. If he hada power like she did, she might have let him.

The enemy wolves doubled in seconds. They came from all directions as if they wanted to close them

in a circle. Enzo backed up against them to eye the ones at their back but Doris didn’t feel afraid.

It was almost as if she was out of her body, but inside it at the same time. She felt as if she was

watching it far above her body but every move she made was her own.

The enemy wolves out numbered them by dozens the more the seconds ticked on. She didn’t have to

look at William or Enzo to know they were worried. She could feel their energy pulse through her and

give her a new reason to make sure they walked out of this alive. Their fear became her own and she

had to push it down to nothing just to focus enough.

Doris closed her eyes and time slowed. She could see each of them even when her eyes were closed.

Each of them weren’t far from her at all. Almost as if she could reach out and touch them from where

she stood.

She knew William and Enzo would fight to the death to protect this village and themselves. But she

didn’t have time to tell them it was all going to be okay. For once, she wasn’t scared. She knew she had

the power inside her to stop it. She knew she had everything she needed.

When she opened her eyes, the wolves had already started moving towards her. She planted her paws

on the ground and took a small breath before she unleashed a bit of her power.

Time resumed and all the wolves around them flew back into the fire or against trees. Some of them

were injured enough that they couldn’t stand, while others immediately got up and rushed at her again.

William tried to interfere, but she was quicker. She raced ahead and met the wolves half way and her

wrath was the last thing they saw before she dismembered them. It happened so fast, their limbs didn’t

hit the floor until she reached the last wolf.

Silence. Complete silence beyond breathing and fire crackling. Every soul was turned towards her a s if

she was a god but she didn’t knowif it was really her they were seeing.

Without another though, Doris went through the village. She went through every house, every room

even when they were about to crumble to dust. She pulled out every soul and she knew that William

and Enzo were busy doing the same. She could feel them move as if they had a tracker on them.

Once it was finished, she didn’t know how to help the fires. She closed her eyes and tried to find an

answer that perhaps the necklace obtained. Maybe it would carry a power that could help the

remainder flames and save what was left—if anything at all. She knew in her heart that they would

rebuild this. She knew that William would make sure of it and she wanted to help.

But for now, she had to stop this fire before more lives were taken.

The answer came to her suddenly as if the necklace whispered it in her ear. She placed her paws down

flat against the ground and stayed completely still fora moment, before the power erupted from her.

It felt like winds left her soul. She was glad everyone was behind her because it might have blown them

straight to the sky. The necklace unleashed her winds and put out every inch of the fire in the village

until it was no more.

As soon as she saw the last of the fire blow out, she collapsed to the floor.