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.

the way he always looked 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

beginning to think you weren’t going to show.” Daemon said from across the room. His voice

Was he insane? She swore he had a

I’m here. Where is the book? I don’t have much time, I] have to get back to my room before William does.” Doris whispered. She glanced over her shoulder even though she knew the door was louder

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 I would hold

the last. There were dozens of drawings of white wolfs and tales about their origins.

part is?” Daemon asked. He leaned back against the shelves behind him. She didn’t realize how close he was until she

these stories were true? They looked as if they came out of a fairytale book

they are. They can take down villages on their own. They’ re a force of nature and move faster than the winds.” Daemon said as he gazed down at her. She didn’t like when he

and take the women to

Blood covers the streets and kills any sense 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