Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne

Chapter 112 The Darkest Pit.

The ground of the church was almost worse than the snow outside. She felt the cold stone burn into her back the second she regained consciousness. Not even her clothes could help her fight off the nasty climate.

Doris knew one thing, she was right not to trust any of the food they had given her but still her stomach yearned for more. She wished she had cleared her plate when she had the chance even if it was drugged. She’d sooner die of starvation than whatever else they had in store for her. 1

Doris opened her eyes to see a delicately carved ceiling that showed a story of wolves running from a kingdom. She knew instantly that it told the story of the rogues with one simple glance. It would have been beautiful, if she didn’t feel like every inch of her was in agony. Whatever they had given her made her head ache and limbs feel like jelly.

She tried to reach for her wolf like she always did, but was only met with more silence. Half of her wondered if they had only given her more of the drug Joseph had mentioned. If so—when would she hear from her wolf again? When would her suffering end

“…on their sightings. I don’t think they intend to wait until morning.” Doris quickly closed her eyes again when she heard approaching voices echo off the stone walls. A door near her had opened and quickly closed.

“Call them out now. I don’t want them anywhere near here when we unleash our men on them.” Mr. Hugh said.

“Enzo might be ready for us if we do that,“ said another familiar voice. Joseph?

“Even better. I love a good fight.” Mr. Hugh growled. Doris kept her eyes closed tightly but panic rose in her throat. They were planning on ambushing Enzo and William. Again. 1

“Keep at least ten guards here to make sure she doesn’t try to escape again. She’s good at pretending she’s innocent but now we know how false that facade was.”

“Will do, sir. We’ll find a place to put her incase they come for her here. I can imagine that the prince might try it.”

than if she wakes any

“Noted.”

silence followed. She wasn’t sure

communicating silently but she tried to stay as still as possible. Could they hear her heart

further away from her while another came closer. Doris felt her chest

her eyes to see him peering down at her. She swallowed the lump in her throat, he did not look even a little bit happy to see her. He looked at her as if she was some rat he’d found

pain erupted at each small movement. “This was all a big show, wasn’t it? There was never going to be a trade-I

him to be something great.” Joseph recited as if it was on the back of his hand. Doris narrowed her eyes at him. He ignored her gaze. “It’s time for him to step up or be

power is too great to mess with.” Joseph glanced behind his shoulder as if to

war between your people? He’s wise enough to know what’s best for the rogues.

Hugh believes that Enzo has betrayed us and is working with the palace. This can prove he’s not if

you hear how crazy that sounds? He expects your word to be met. Not betrayal.” Doris wanted to shake Joseph if it would make him realize how ridiculous this all was. She stood from the ground and wrapped her arms around herself. Her

guilt. No matter what she did, she couldn’t escape the feeling that she

try to come here and get me? They

prevent anyone from getting in here and even more on their way to

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“Oh? For just some maid? I thought you said you’re nothing

knows what you mean to him. It’s foolish for you to try and convince us otherwise. No one believed

on one of the benches. “No, get up. I have to move you somewhere else. This is too open for you, I wouldn’t want you to run out into the snow again.” He grabbed Doris’s arm and forced her up. Doris glared at him as he glanced around the room.