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.

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

him not to look at her when other wolves

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

side but she could tell he wanted to be the one in front of

in a circle. Enzo backed up

at the same time. She felt as if she was

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

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

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

towards her. She planted her paws on the ground and took

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

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