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.

to get to him. Her feet

to look at her when other wolves were about to jump him. He turned too late, but Doris was

of the three wolves—only it didn’t hurt at all. They ricocheted off her as if she had a force around

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.

seconds. They came from all directions as if they wanted to close them in a circle.

but inside it at the same time. She felt as if she

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

when her eyes were closed. Each of them weren’t far from her at all.

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

paws on the ground and took a small breath before she

trees. Some of them were injured enough that they couldn’t stand, while others immediately

last thing they saw before she dismembered them. It happened so fast, their