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

looked at her, he held a basket full of food that still steamed from their warmth. Doris was starving and not hungry at all at the same time. She knew her body needed to eat, but how could she dare when her body wanted to give up on her? “Doris, I'm so glad to see you awake.” 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 nerve to snort but Enzo ignored him and simply smiled at Doris. “I thought it would be a good idea for you two to meet properly.” Enzo stood up straighter and turned a charming grin on William as he held out his hand. “A pleasure, prince. It's about time we meet more formally.” William glanced down at his hand with a bit of distaste. He gripped his hand and gave him one hard shake before he dropped it. Enzo didn't seem to take offense to it, he seated himself on the edge of Doris's bed and William narrowed his eyes at how close he seated himself to Doris. “I didn't realize how close you became with

the leader of the rogues.” William said. “It's hard to ignore Doris's lovely personality.” Enzo said with a cheeky smile. Doris wondered if he knew he was getting on William's nerves. Perhaps he was teasing him on purpose-Doris had never met 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 had caught our prizes on the full moon.” Enzo picked a piece of lint off his sleeve. “How did you find out what they did?” “I strangled it out of them.” William said simply. His eyes flickered to Doris. “Hmm, and I assume you'd still like reward?” Enzo tilted his head curiously. “We can discuss that at another time. I would have ripped them apart no matter what you offered.”

Doris shifted and glanced at the food next to her. It smelled so good, but she had no sense of energy to chew through it. “Enzo has been very kind to let me stay here -” “Yeah, 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 him. He truly was brave for testing William as much as he was. “I knew there was something special about

you when I met you.” Enzo tapped her hand . “But a white wolf? I wouldn't have guessed that for anyone except a queen.” “1-there has to be a mistake. I can't be this.” Doris gripped the edges of her blankets. “I just-can't.” “Ah, well I can understand why you feel this way, 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 I 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 a chance to learn about yourself. It won't feel like your

body at first, but you'll learn how to tame your wolf in time.” “I think Doris needs to rest.” William said before she could respond. Perhaps it was good he did, she had a million questions to ask him about what was to come. Enzo kept his eyes on her and smiled. “He's right,” he leaned closer to Doris and lowered his voice. “As annoying as that is.” William snorted and turned away. Enzo patted her hand once more and stood. “I will be by to check on you later. Please, eat.” Doris nodded with a small smile. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and leaned back further into the pillows as he went for the door. Patrick took a glass of water and doused the fire but it didn't help in the slightest. William forced open a window above her bed that she had done her best to keep shut when she was afraid to sleep at night. The cool air was like heaven against her warm body, but she still felt uncomfortable in her own skin. “Perhaps you should try to sleep again.” William waved to Patrick and he bowed before he left the room as well. Doris waited for William to leave next, but he only sat in the chair by her bed. “Shouldn't you sleep?” Doris asked as she slumped down into the sheets. Her eyes

closed slowly “I wouldn't be able to if I tried.”