Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne
Chapter 56

Chapter 56 Gather the boys

A full moon? She knew what that meant for the wolves, but she didn’t know why it would matter ifshe was there to witness it or not. Enzo gave no further hint for what that might mean or whatwould unfold and Doris was too exhausted to even ask. Doris made sure her window was closedtight and her door was locked before she dressed for bed. Her mind was wild and wouldn't stopreplaying the moment the man grabbed her. The smell of alcohol still haunted her senses and sheswore it lingered around her as if it was stained on her skin. She pulled the covers over her headand prayed to the moon goddess for a bit of rest. Her luck had only seemed to be getting worse,perhaps it was fate telling her she wasn't meant to survive so many close calls. Before she wasmarked, she never had one before. Now it was almost a weekly occurrence. Unless... unless it wasthe mark William had given her that left her with such rotten luck. Doris rubbed at her skin wherethe mark still showed underneath her clothes. No matter what she did, it wouldn't heal as otherscars did. It stuck out harshly against her pale skin

and brought back fresh memories of how she'd gotten it. Only when her own thoughts exhaustedher did her body finally allow her to rest.

Something clamped tightly over her mouth in the dead of night. Doris woke to see an unfamiliarman standing over her bed. He squeezed her face and grinned down at her. He smelled like rubbishand looked as if he hadn't bathed in months. “The palace likes their pretty things, don't they?” Doristhrashed under his hold, but he only gripped her tighter. A cold gust of wind chilled the room, herwindow was left wide open but she swore it had been locked before she went to bed. “Ay, she is alooker. No wonder Stephen couldn't keep his drunk paws off her.” Another voice said from acrossthe room. A lanky boy around her age was seated on her dresser. He had her undergarments in hishand and he tossed them up in the air as if they were a ball. When he grinned, he had a few teethmissing in the front. “What's that on her neck?” He hopped off the surface and shoved the cloth inhis pocket before came to pull down her nightgown more. Doris kicked the boy in his chest. He letout a rough breath of air and stumbled back a bit

"Ooof, she's a fighter.” “You dumb ass. Stephen said not to get too close, Tie her up or something.”The man holding her said. “With what? I didn't bring no damn rope!” The boy neared Doris againand dodged her kicks this time. He bent over her to observe her neck again. “Look at this, she has amate bite.” “No, no. Jules said she was bitten when she was kidnapped.” “Are you stupid? You cansee that bite there,” He pointed to the other side of her neck. “This one is the mate one. It neverheals.” The older man leaned closer to inspect it. He moved her nightgown down further than heneeded to and Doris bit the palm of his hand as hard as she could. He screamed and yanked hishand back away from her and Doris was out of the bed in an instant. “You moron!” The boy shouted.He brushed back his greasy hair and went after her. She picked up the candles on the bedside tableand threw it at his head. “Ow, you bitch!” “Get away from me!” Doris screamed. She picked up aglass vase and threw it at the older one when he tried to get closer to her. It smashed against hishead and rained down bloody shards of glass against the floor.”

What do you want from me?!”

"Stephen sent us.” The boy spat. “He would've come himself if he wasn't nursing his lost tongue. Hewanted us to make sure we took care of you before the morning.” The boy took a step across thebroken glass. “So why don't you come over here nicely and we'll get this over with.” “You'reabsolutely mad if you think you're coming anywhere near me!” Doris grabbed the fire poker nearthe fire place and lifted it between them. She swung it at his head when he took another step closer.The boy ducked just in time, unfortunately. “I've had enough of this, get over here!” The old manroared. Doris swung the fire poker and caught him right in the side of the head. He went down witha hard thump. While she was distracted, the boy tackled her to the ground and pinned her wristsabove her head. “Normally, I like it when a girl is rough, but not tonight.” He hissed through histeeth. Doris kneed him between the legs but he only tightened his grip and groaned. “Where's yourmate tonight, huh? Back at that big palace you left behind?”

Doris leaned up to bite his wrist but the boy only laughed. “I would never usually go after anotherwolf's mate, but I'm sure he won't mind if I have a taste.” “I thought you were here to kill me!” Dorisshouted. She hoped someone would hear her eventually and come help her but But maybe shedidn't need anyone to save her. Maybe she could save herself. Doris glanced at the older man andsaw he laid unconscious in his own blood. If she could get out from under the boy's hold... “I will dothat too, don't rush me.” The boy grinned as if he was flirting with her. Doris knew wolves weren'tkind lovers, but this boy was deranged if he was turned on from any of

this He leaned down to lick her neck, she shivered from disgust. “It's been a long time since a prettygirl came through here. All the ones here are either too young or taken.” “You're disgusting.” Dorisspit on his face. He released one of her wrists to wipe it off him. Doris quickly gripped the closestpiece of glass she could reach. “Don’t get kinky with me, baby. I don't hold back my emotions.” Hegrowled before he slapped her harshly across the face. He ran his free hand up her gown and Dorisstabbed him in the neck. His blood blinded her when she removed the glass. It felt as if time sloweda bit as he gripped the side of his neck where blood gushed. His eyes looked as if they were bulgingfrom his head, he stared down at her

in disbelief as if he couldn't believe she actually defended herself against him. Doris pushed him offher and he fell next to his friend like a heavy lump. She scrambled off the floor and gripped her bedpost. The boy laid still, staring at the ceiling with no life behind his eyes. The older man stillbreathed despite his blood loss. She had... She killed someone. 1 Doris threw on her cloak andshoved her feet into boots before she rushed out the door and into the freezing snow. A strongwind blew through her hair and almost pulled her cloak right off her shoulders. There wasn'tanother soul outside, she was all alone. Doris glanced back at the cabin and saw her own footstepsstained their blood in the snow. Doris turned and ran towards where Enzo said his cabin was. Shebanged on the door desperately, as hard as she could. She didn't trust going to anyone else. What ifthey cared for the ones she harmed? What if What if Enzo punished her for what she did? Dorisstumbled back from the door and hurried away before he could open it. She stumbled in the snowand fought against the growing winds. Where could she go? For the first time, she wished Williamwas here. She wished he was here to take her back to the palace where she could be in her own

— comfortable misery again and far from here. “Doris!” Enzo shouted over the wind. She glancedback to see him and Elena half dressed and shrugging on jackets. Doris resented herself. He movedlike his own storm, he was by her side in seconds. He gripped her arm gently and turned her to facehim. When he saw all the blood down the front of her nightgown, his eyes darkened. “Whathappened? Are you hurt?” He said loud enough for her to hear. Doris shook her head, silent tearsfell down her cheeks. “Then where is all this blood from?” Doris said nothing, she simply pointedtowards her cabin where her door was still wide open. He glanced at Elena over her head and soonshe felt the woman guide her back to Enzo's cabin.

"Come now, you're safe.” Elena said gently as she seated Doris by the fire. “There is no safe for me.”Doris said bitterly as a warm drink was pressed into her hands. Enzo came bursting through thedoor with wild eyes moments later. “Elena, gather the boys. Now."