Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne

Chapter 73

When were you going to tell me you were lovers Doris tried not to stare, she tried not to look for the girl

who matched the voice that wanted to lure William into bed. But she couldn’t seem to focus on anything

else. Her wall kept whispering in her ear about the woman, but she wasn’t entirely sure why she even

cared. It wasn’t her business to care what he did with anyone. She was on this trip to serve him and that

was it. But still, her curiosity had gotten the better of her and made her waste a full day in the cold Doris

lingered around the main camp where everyone spent most of their time catching up with each other

before they went on with their days. She watched as gossip was shared and warmte drinks were passed

around but not one of them had that voice. Not one of them offered for her to join them, either. She

supposed she wasn’t entirely liked or trusted here yet and she didn’t blame any of them for it. It was hard

for her to trust anyone too. William had gone off with Patrick and Erizo and he didn’t so much as say a

word to her since the day before. Why did he always make her feel as if she did something wrong? She

didn’t, she reminded herself. She did nothing wrong. Doris just wanted to see who the girl was, she didn’t

want to rip her apart like her inner wolf wanted so desperately for her to do. Some sick twisted part of her

just wanted to see what William was offered. It took hours in the cold, but she finally heard it. “There!”

Her wolf hissed. Doris sat up straighter and clenched her drink that had gone cola long ago. A tall, thin

woman with long blonde hair passed by her with a man close by. Their heads were bent in conversation

and she recognized the voice immediately: “What are you going to do to her for trying to seduce our

mate?” “Nothing!” Doris whispered and quickly looked around to make sure no one heard her. “He’s not

our mate.” “You can’t deny it forever. Sooner or later it will kill you to see him with someone else. You

know he would tear the head off anyone that looked at you the wrong way.”

don’t care about anything he does.” Doris insisted and turned her eyes away from the beautiful woman. If

he wanted her, he could have her. She cleaned up her mess and headed towards her cabin to find a bit

of warmth and a nap. “You think I would ever be foolish enough to believe that? I know your heart better

than you. Admit he is a good man to you.” “I would never.” Doris whispered as harshly as she could

manage. She hadn’t gotten used to replying in her mind yet, which she really needed to work on.

“Imagine him with that girl. Imagine him how he was with Melody and tell me you don’t care.” The voice

taunted. Doris tried to block out the memories. She didn’t need Melody’s over exaggerated sounds

haunting her dreams again. “I don’t know what you think you’re doing, but it’s not going to work. He’s a

prince, I’m just his servant. We’re not meant to be.” Doris hissed, she clenched her fists at her sides as

she tried to quicken her steps to her cabin where no one would stare at her if she started shouting at her

inner wolf. And she was very close to doing just that: “Go on, picture him on top of her like he was on top

of you in your dream. How did it feel to have his mouth all over you? Did you wish it was real? Did you let

yourself—* “Stop it!” Doris shouted. Several eyes turned to look at her as if she was insane. She felt a bit

that w e vou dag total me you v OVE . insane, if she was honest. She closed her eyes tightly as if it

would make them all disappear around her but of course, they didn’t “They were still all there, staring at

her as though she had just dropped her mind on the floor in front of them. “Sorry!” Doris said before she

slammed the door shut to her cabin behind her. She couldn’t even remember how she got here, it was all

a huge blur as she raced across the snow for some privacy. Having a wolf was a lot more annoying that

she ever thought it would be. She had truly never considered what it would be like to have something

inside you pick a fight to prove a point that was so utterly wrong. “What do I call you, anyway?” Doris

asked as she slid off her jacket and went to start a fire Her wolf laughed. It was such a divine sound.

Doris was sure she wasri’t going to answer.” Cordelia. I’m a bit embarrassed you didn’t know that

already.” “The name sounded familiar, as if it had already been on the tip of her tongue. She didn’t have

the slightest idea to how that was possible. “Why would I ever know that?” “You’ve had many dreams of

me, I suppose you’ve only forgotten.” Cordelia made a sound of disapproval.. Doris moved to the window

and glanced out the curtains. Luckily, no one was staring at her cabin. “You made them all think I’m

insane.” “They already thought that, my dear.” She laughed. Doris rolled her eyes. “They’ve all been

where you are once before. Perhaps when they were younger or recently. It’s normal to be afraid.” Doris

wanted to object and demand that she wasn’t afraid, not one bit. But that wouldn’t have been the truth.

She was terrified. Was it possible to never change into her wolf again? Her eyes caught on William as he

walked across the snow with Patrick: He was hard to miss with his height and sharp features that were

hard to look away from. His face was twisted in a fit of anger, but Doris thought he always looked that

way. The blonde woman from before stopped him in his tracks and Doris strained to hear what they

talked about, but she was just too far. She slammed the curtain closed before she turned away and

headed straight for the bed. She didn’t care. She knew she didn’t. At least she didn’t have to listen to

their noises here. This wasn’t the palace, he couldn’t make her stand out in the snow just to hear his

pleasure. It had to be a while since he had last spent the night with someone romantically. It was only a

matter of time before he gave in to the offers and advances. Good riddance, at least it wasn’t her he was

pawing at. Her angry thoughts dimmed as she let it lure her to sleep. At least her wolf silenced enough to

let her escape from it all.

“Doris?” A soft voice gently pulled her awake. A large hand gripped her shoulder and the sweet smell of

cinnamon made her eyes open wide. Enzo stood above her with a look of concern. “I heard you had a bit

of an outburst today. I brought cake, if that helps.” Doris slowly sat up and rubbed her eyes. She was so

distracted by her anger, she’d fallen asleep in her snow clothes. He wasn’t lying about the cake. It was

oozing with icing and cinnamon, she could have devoured the entire thing in one bite.

… I was talking with my wolf outside, not having a breakdown.” “Ah, I figured that.” Enzo sat on the edge

of her bed and set the plate on the table next to her

“You know how rumors go, they always get more dramatic by the time you hear them.” Doris smiled a

little and hugged her knees to her chest. “I’ve been trying not to talk out loud when I respond, but”