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.”

be easier to keep her unconscious during all this, you might want to consider than if she wakes any time soon. She won’t be able

“Noted.”

listened as silence followed. She wasn’t sure if they were looking at

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

set of steps moved further away from her while another came closer. Doris felt her

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

going to attack Enzo’s camp?” Doris asked suddenly. She moved to sit up but it was like a spike of pain erupted at each small movement. “This was all a big show,

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

willing to attack the camp where Sir Antony rests?” “There would never be any harm to our founder. He is off limits to all—his power is too great to mess with.” Joseph glanced behind his shoulder as if to make sure no one was there

instead of start a war between your people? He’s wise enough to know what’s best for the rogues. He started

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

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 sweater felt like nothing

away from her. Doris swallowed her bile of guilt. No matter what she did, she couldn’t escape the feeling that she was always at fault

won’t just try to come here and get me?

from getting in here and even more on their way

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little. “Oh? For just some maid? I thought you said you’re

It’s foolish for you to try

want you to run out into the snow again.” He grabbed Doris’s arm and forced her up. Doris glared