Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne

Chapter 12

#Chapter 12 This doesn’t feel right.

Doris followed them out silently, her cheeks still burned against the cold air. Prince William’s footman led them towards an area neither of them recognized.

“Where are we going? Melody asked.

“We’re going to Prince William’s bedroom, my lady.” He responded.

Melody looked even more surprised than Doris felt. Everyone in the palace knew that Prince William never brought a woman back to his own bedroom. He usually slept with them in one of the many guest bedrooms in the castle. Tonight it seemed he was ready to show just how much Melody truly meant to him. Doris felt her stomach turn at the thought. Why did she even care? Perhaps this would brighten Melody’s mood for once towards Doris.

“Oh! Yes, good… lead the way.” Melody’s excitement caused her to stumble over her own words like a lovesick fool. Doris refrained from rolling her eyes.

“You must be so disappointed, aren’t you?” Melody whispered after a few moments of silence. Doris furrowed her brows in confusion until she continued. “Weren’t you the one that asked me not to lower myself? And look where we’re headed, to his personal bedroom. Am I too low for him now?”

“Of course not.” Doris looked away quickly incase the truth showed in her eyes. How would she act if she knew Doris had never given Peter the tip?

she would look at her. “Did you hope I would’ve been ignored by the prince? Is that what you wanted? What a shame your wish

Doris was allowed to throw the bag of gold at Melody’s face to

Every step closer she took to the man made her body feel strange. She couldn’t tell if it meant she wanted to get as far away from him

with a warm fire already started. Velvet couches, a dining area, doors that must have led to his closet and bath room. It was all so… grand. Her eyes

her eyes away from the sight. He looked… so gentle in this moment. Doris

horribly wrong to ever think that way about him! He attacked her and left her scarred for life—he wasn’t gentle or lovable, he was just a monster. Doris’s eyes watered when she remembered the way it felt when she thought she was going to die at his hands that night. The way his blue eyes glowed under the moonlight and how his growl echoed through the trees, she’d never forget the way he called her his mate. She’d also never forget the heavy scent of alcohol on his

looked up from his book, his piercing blue eyes met hers for only a

didn’t bother to close it as he neared them. Doris swallowed and tired not to follow the lines of his muscles through his shirt. He was… so tall. He

Melody curtsied elegantly and batted her lashes at him. Doris

mind. “I can

You’re sure this time?” William asked his

one else in the

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