Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne

#Chapter 29 Midnight madness

Doris hurried through the forest towards the noise. She could feel her power draining from her until she

no longer glowed. She almost had to stop when she felt as if she was about to collapse

—what had she done? This was all her fault, she must have hurt someone close by. But how? She

didn’t hear anyone close

enough!

Doris eventually found a fallen guard with a man hovered above him. She halted when she saw who it

was.

Daemon turned to her with wide eyes. “Was this... you?” He asked and gestured around them.

Doris finally turned to face the damage she had made. It was like a hole from where she stood before.

Trees and bushes were blown through and one of the sticks had plunged into the man’s chest.

Panic erupted inside her. She couldn’t shift into herself when she had nothing to cover herself with.

Daemon seemed to notice and took off his cloak to rest by her paws before stepping back. He turned

the other way and Doris shifted instantly and wrapped his cloak around her.

“Ts he dead?” She gasped and joined Daemon at his body. Daemon quickly moved her away from the

man.

“You have to get out of here. Someone is going to find him and see what you did— “

“We can’t just leave him here!” Doris wrapped her arms around herself. It didn’t look like he was

moving. Did she... did she do this? Did she kill this man because she took too much power? Her entire

body started to tremble. Daemon wrapped his arms around her and she barely noticed him there. All

she could do is stare at what she had done.

“We can hide the body, no one will ever find him.” Daemon said against her ear. It sent shivers down

her spine.

Doris pushed him away from her and looked him up and down. He looked a bit dirty as if he had fallen.

His shirt was halfway buttoned and she could see the top of his chest. “What are you doing out here so

late?”

She already knew the answer. He was following her again.

Daemon scratched the back of his head and took a step back. “I woke when I heard a loud thump on

my roof. I looked out my window to see you glowing and heading into the forest and I.. I couldn’t resist.”

“You have found me out here almost every time I have shifted.” Doris said quietly. She took a step

away from him.

“You always take the same path.” Daemon turned and pointed towards the palace. “I see you clearly

from my window every time you leave. I don’t know how you haven’t been followed out here by others.”

Doris didn’t have time to question him more— she had to go for help. When she started to run to the

palace, Daemon grabbed her arm to stop her.

“Where are you going?” He asked. Doris shoved him away from her. “I’m going to get help! This man

needs help, I can’t just leave him out here!”

“This man is gone, Doris. We have to hide him or you’re going to be in trouble.”

‘It was an accident — “

“If word gets out that you’re a white wolf, you will bring more trouble than you can handle.”

Daemon grabbed her shoulders so she would look at him. “You need to help me hide this body. Do you

understand?”

“What—no! You can’t be serious! People will be looking for him—“

“He’s not important. This palace will forget about him in a day and think he’s wandered off or ran away.”

Doris furrowed her brows. “How could you say that? People will care that he’s gone. He might have a

family out there.”

“Doris— “ He stopped short and tilted his head. Doris watched him for a moment, but she didn’t hear

anything. Cordelia must have taken back all the power after what happened. Doris didn’t mean to hurt

anyone... she swore that there was no one around... “Someone is coming—and they’re coming fast.”

He whispered. He let go of Doris and turned to the palace. “I have to go before he catches me here

with you.”

“Who?” Doris asked as she turned to look at the path behind them. She saw nothing. When she turned

back to Daemon, he was already gone. It hit her when he was close enough— William. He broke

through the trees and his wild eyes found her instantly. “Doris—what the hell are you doing out here?”

He glanced down at the body behind her, and then his nostrils flared as his eyes caught on the large

cloak around her.

He stepped towards her and looked all around the area as if he was looking for someone. When he

turned back to her, he looked deadly.

“Why are you out in the forest wearing nothing but another man’s cloak?” William asked as he stepped

closer to observe her. It seemed that he didn’t care the body behind her as much as he cared about

who she might have been with.

“I—no, it’s not like that.‘ Doris shook her head and gripped onto his shirt. “I shifted into my wolf to take

a run and—something terrible happened. I think I... I think I might have killed someone.” William took

her trembling form in his arms, though she noticed he kept sniffing her as if he was trying to identify the

male that owned the cloak.

“Tell me everything that happened.” He said. Doris could have melted against him. “I woke up with a

nightmare and Cordelia suggested we take a run. Lately she has been showing me my white wolf

power and we come out here to practice it sometimes but—I think I might have taken too much. I pulled

on the power and it brought down trees. I heard a man scream and came here to find him already down

—“

“Did you get the cloak near him?” He asked, “Yes, I put it on and shifted and—I think he’s dead.” Doris

whispered in horror. She didn’t mention Daemon because she knew his jealousy would blind the real

problem. She knew he would search the woods for him instead of helping her with this man.

William pulled away and caressed her cheek. “Let me check him.”

He pulled off his shirt and placed it in her hands.

She knew he couldn’t stand the scent of another man on her and she knew it wouldn’t be the last she

heard of it.

Doris nodded slowly and he pulled away from her to kneel at the man on the floor. Doris could barely

look when he started to check his pulse. She quickly discarded Daemon’s cloak and put on William's

shirt that came to her knees.

“He’s alive, but barely. His heart is starting to slow down.” William said quietly. He bit his wrist and gave

the man a drop of his blood before he pulled out the wood from his chest. “Get back to our room. I will

handle this.”

The guard remained unconscious as William picked him up in his arms and carried him back to the

palace.