Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne

Chapter 81 I think I got it.

familiar faces and still couldn’t find the one that had those deadly blue eyes. “I shouldn’t.” “Why shouldn’t you?” Enzo asked as they stopped in front of her cabin. His brows were raised in an almost humorous expression as he looked her over. “Afraid the prince will think we’re getting married?”. Doris blushed and turned her face away. “That’s absurd. I shouldn’t because I should be trying to figure out my wolf. She’s quite difficult to understand right now.” “Well, more the reason you should dine with me. I can give you some advice that your prince might have been neglectful to share.” Enzo clasped his hands behind his back and flashed a grin at her. Doris sighed. She knew she shouldn’t accept, if William saw her alone with him he would think the worst. But-figuring out her wolf was much more important than whatever he thought of her. Which, at the moment, wasn’t much. “Alright. When?” “I’ll send someone to get you.” Enzo said and turned away. Doris watched as he left, offering smiles to those that passed him. She’d never met someone who was so loved and feared at the same time. For his villagers, she assumed he was more loved than feared by the way they looked at him with such adoration. • Inside her cabin, Doris locked the door and flung herself on her bed to bury her face deep in her pillow. Flashes of William entered her mind, she tried to force them out and think of something-anything else. Her lips tingled as if she could still feel the brief touch he pressed upon her. What did he expect from her? His rough hands turned a bit soft as he turned her face to his to kiss her and then spit her out. She would never forget the look on his face when he realized how rotten she truly was. How much he didn’t want her. 1 Doris turned and stared up at the ceiling. Her fingers lightly trailed along her lips and could swear he lingered there long after he was gone. His disgust for her set him in a new light that she didn’t dare try to touch-nor did she want to. Her shame and sorrows were long pushed down by the time the sun had gone down   she only wanted her mate and wanted Doris to bow down to his needs. Especially when the man that she claimed was her mate hated her guts and grew sick just by their kiss. “What if I don’t listen to what she wants?” “You have to find a compromise. I recommend taking a full day to try and figure her out otherwise she will never want to listen if