Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne

#Chapter 24 White wolf tales

Doris knew the risk if she agreed to meet Daemon.
She knew that gossip could brew and William could learn about it before the end of the day. She knew he wouldn't take well to knowing that she was alone with another man. It would spike his anger to a level that she knew he wouldn’t be able to control.

But, she had to have this book he spoke of. None of the books she had read had anything useful for her to learn. It was always just mentions of how rare a white wolf was and how there weren’t many around anymore. To actually have tales about other white wolves was exactly what she needed.

Daemon said he would be around the library when it was the emptiest. Normally that would mean around mid day when everyone who was anyone in the palace was in a meeting or out. Not even maids tended to wander in this area during that time due to their lunch breaks.

Doris didn’t want to ask how he knew that. Her trust for him grew slimmer by the second but he didn’t have to know that just yet. First, she wanted whatever book he promised her.

William took Alec with him to a meeting since she had to do a second fitting for the dress to make sure it was fitted in all the right places. The guards didn’t follow her as she slipped down the hall and into the library.

Just as he promised, it was empty. The sight of the library gave her chills. It reminded her of the life she used to have when she worked day after day in this room...as well as the one life that was lost.

at her with a soft smile. It was hard to believe that Doris didn’t realize all the signals he was giving her until it was too late. If she had known then what she knew now, she would

to show.” Daemon said from

to raise his tone. Was he insane? She

to get back to my room before William does.” Doris whispered. She glanced over her shoulder even though she knew the door was louder than hell and she would’

happier to see me.” Daemon frowned. Doris rolled her eyes and held out her hand. He placed a thick book in her palm that almost weighed her to the ground. “ You have to admit, us meeting like this is rather romantic.” Doris lifted her eyes and glared at him. “It’s no such thing. Women and men can exist in the same room without it being romantic. I only came for this book so

started to flip through the pages. Each one made her eyes widen more than the last. There were dozens of drawings of white wolfs and tales about their origins. Stories of where they

you want to know what my favorite part is?” Daemon asked. He leaned back against the shelves behind him. She didn’t realize how close he was until she looked up

breathed. How many of these stories were true? They looked as if they came out of a fairytale book that she used to read when she

move faster than the winds.” Daemon said as he gazed down at her. She didn’t like when he looked at her like that but nothing she said to him seemed to make him stop. Perhaps he liked to make ladies mad and he couldn’t

needs saving from attackers. These wolves come in and try to rob them of money and take the women to use as they wish. No one is strong enough to over come them and they all laugh at the villagers weakness.”

of their hope. Until a white wolf hears their cries. They hear it from a hundred miles away and run faster than the wind to save them. Within minutes of the white wolf arriving, the town is saved. Every single bad wolf that came to rob them was dead faster than they could