Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne

Chapter 61 I wouldn‘t be able to if I tried.

“We haven’t had a chance to speak much.” William said sharply. His lack of sleep seemed to make him more snappy than usual. Doris was too exhausted to care. “Yes, Enzo seems to be hovering nearby for you to wake.” Patrick said almost as if he was amused. William shot him a dark look and the amusement fell off his face. “I’d like to speak to him soon,” Doris said cautiously. She refused to flinch when he turned his dark look on her. “He’s been kind to me while I’ve been here.” “I’m sure he has.” William said flatly. “Go get him for her, Patrick. She’s just woken up from a two day coma but all she can think about is seeing him.” Doris parted her lips to object, but quickly closed them. It wasn’t worth defending herself over. She wasn’t allowed to argue with a prince-no matter how far from the palace they were. She supposed a part of her would always think like a maid, perhaps it was all she would ever be. A growing part of her wanted to stand up for herself to him, she

forced that part of herself to quiet. Patrick glanced between them before he stepped out the door. William stood to pace the room, he refused to look at her. Her eyes followed his tense frame as she picked at her nails silently “Did you… get the answers we came for?” Doris asked in an effort to kill the tension in the room. “No.” Was all he said. Doris tried to sit up a bit more and groaned from the pain. It felt hot in here despite the temperature being negative outside. It was the first time she felt anything but agonizing cold since she arrived. If he wasn’t in the room, she would throw these thick blankets off her and lay on the cool ground just to feel relief. William snatched an extra pillow from across the room and stomped towards her. Doris tried to move away from him but her limbs wouldn’t work for her. He gripped her arm more gently than she expected and leaned her forward before he placed the pillow behind her back so she could sit up more. “Thank you,” Doris whispered. He said nothing, he only went back to pacing the room. Minutes passed like hours. Enzo finally entered the room with Patrick close behind. His kind eyes were drowned in worry as he

came to the side of her bed and suddenly William was there too. Enzo spared one curious glance to William before he placed the basket of food by her side. “I thought you might be hungry, the main kitchen prepared this for you. How are you feeling?” “Thank you, Enzo. I truly appreciate it. Don’t worry for me, I’ll be fine.” Doris said, William had the

anyone brave enough to do that. “I can’t say I blame you for tearing apart villages for her.” “I wouldn’t have had to if you just told me where she was.” Enzo shrugged. “It wasn’t my decision to give her whereabouts.” William sniffed and crossed his arms over his broad chest. Did the idea of Enzo giving Doris choices bother him? It was painfully obvious how much more her opinions and choices were something that mattered here. For the first time in her life. “I was impressed to see you

so kind he had you kidnapped.” Patrick said from across the room. Enzo didn’t even bother a glance towards him. A new sense of anger crossed William’s face as he remembered. “Those that went against my orders have been dealt with. Call us what you must, but we don’t kidnap and torture innocent girls.” “Could have fooled me.” William growled. “We can go back and forth all day, I’m certainly free for it. But Doris should rest more.” Enzo turned his gaze on her and all she saw was a bit of softness. He assessed her with his eyes and she only wanted to sink into the mattress and disappear forever. “You don’t look as if you’ve gotten an ounce better, are you sure you’re alright?” “I’m… hot all over.” Doris admitted. Enzo’s brows furrowed. “That’s odd, I’ll put out the flames before ! leave.” “We got it.” William snapped. Again, Enzo ignored

but I wouldn’t doubt yourself. What you are is incredible and you may not see it as something to be thankful for now, but | guarantee you will grow to appreciate what you were born to be. The first shift is always the hardest.” His words did their best to calm her fears, but she couldn’t tame her racing heart. The more she thought about it, the more scared she felt. Her mind refused to accept this was her life now. A few days ago, she was nothing but a pathetic maid. Now-she was a white wolf of all things? What would her life be now? How would she live with herself? What-what would she do? Enzo gripped her hand as if he saw the fear race across her face. William stepped closer, she flickered her gaze to him and saw his jaw set in a firm, tense line as he glared at their hands. “You’re not alone, Doris. Don’t let your thoughts drown you before you get