Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne
Chapter 215

Chapter 215

#Chapter 5 Dreams of hell

The darkness was now familiar. Doris wasn’t afraid when it swallowed her whole, she embraced thefear that she knew would greet her soon enough. Double the douse of blood from two strong alphawolves was enough to send her into coma—she prayed she would wake up soon.

“This is the queen?” A voice hissed near her ear. She turned and nothing was there. “She doesn’t lookto be worthy.” It laughed. “I had hoped she would have looked a lot stronger by now.”

The sound reminded her of a snake. She turned and looked in every direction, but there was nothingaround her at all. She wished she could see the thing that called itself her nightmares. Just once shewanted to visualize what actually haunted her. “Who are you?” Doris asked. She raised her chin slightly. “What is it you have in store for me thistime?” The creature laughed. “I am everything you fear, little one.”

“T try not to fear things anymore.” Doris swallowed. “It never did good things for me when I did.”

“You have changed since I saw you last. I remember you cowering away from me as if that would saveyou. Still, I imagined you stronger by now. A shame you haven’t come into your power yet, you mighthave been a match for me.”

Doris was suddenly shoved across the black room and into a much lighter one. It looked like a rundown version of the throne room. Dirty water coated the floors and all the benches were broken in half.Off in the distance, a child was crying.

Doris got up slowly. “What is this?” She asked as she looked around. Trash was all over the floors andthe area looked as if it hadn’t been used in years. She didn’t know why it made her skin crawl. Justyesterday she had walked through the real one and it was in pristine condition.

“Your future.” The creature said with a smirk in its voice.

Doris looked around her and saw parts of the ceiling had fallen off and other areas were burnt to acrisp.It looked as if it was about to collapse on her at any moment. How did it get this way?

Doris quickly left the room when she heard a loud rumble, but the halls were even worse. Death was inthe air and she wasn’t sure how she could smell it. Blood smeared across the walls and floors as ifsomeone was dragged out. “I don’t understand any of this.”

When no response came, Doris hurried forward. The sound of a child crying had grown louder themore she moved. The hallways were black as if a fire had exploded where she was. When she enteredher room she shared with William, her heart cracked in half.

Doris screamed when she saw a baby playing in William’s blood. A baby with his same blue eyes andher brown hair. She covered her mouth and backed away, until she realized her hands were coated inblood as well. Somehow she just knew it was William’s, the nightmare wanted her to believe it wasWilliam’s.

“No!” Doris screamed. Her entire body was suddenly caked in blood as if she had bathed in it. William’shead was completely torn from his body and he looked as he had been ripped apart by sharp claws.His eyes stared right through her as if all the storms and clouds had been extinguished. “ Who did thisto him?”

“You did.” The voice said next to her ear. It was deep and demonic, no hint of a snake like hiss frombefore. Doris stumbled back and fell through the ground and ended up in the grass outside the palace.

A dark figure watched her from afar. Doris quickly stood and looked down to replace her clothes wereclean, but blood still coated her hands. “Who are you?!” She shouted at the figure.

It looked like a man in dark clothing— tall and mysterious. He watched her for a moment before heturned and went through the trees, as if he knew she would follow him no matter what he did. Dorishurried after him but she never got close enough. The path stretched on and on and it felt as if shewould never reach him.

When she entered a clearing, her clothes melted into a black gown and a crown of thorns wrappedaround her forehead until it pierced her skin. Blood poured down her face slowly, she looked like aqueen of the underworld, not for her palace.

“You have no idea what you could become.” The voice said from all around her. The ground was nowcrusted with snow and bright red stained the ground. The ground cracked open and Doris felt rooted tothe spot as it separated before her eyes. “You could be everything. You could rule everything if you letyour power free.”

“T don’t know what this means!” Doris cried. She tried to move back away from the split ground, butshe couldn’t. Hands gripped the edges and faceless figures pulled themselves up out of the ground.Blood poured from the top of their heads and they crawled towards Doris, reaching for her as if theywanted help.

“You may not know yet, but you will.” The dark voice laughed. The ground started to shake and pull herdown towards the dead bodies that reached for her. She didn’t know how it was possible to smell theirrot, she didn’t know how to wake up from any of it. They pulled at her dress, ripping fabric off her. Themoment it touched their skin, it burned their hands toa crisp but they only wanted more. They wantedall of her, they wanted to pull her down with them as if she deserved to be dead too.

Did she do this to them? Is that what all of this meant?

“T want to see my baby! Let me see my baby!” Doris screamed. Laughter turned robotic and sickeningas it was breaking over. Fire erupted all around her, she felt as if it was in her lungs every time she

breathed.

Once again, Doris was shoved back harshly just before a creature could get their claws around herlegs and drag her with them. She fell down through the ground and woke up gasping in the real worldagain. She gripped the clean white sheets around her and tried to calm her breaths before it made herlungs burst open.

It was all... familiar again. This was the real world—it smelled like William and roses. It smelled likesweet vanilla. It felt safe. She was safe, none of that was real—was it? What was that? What did any ofit mean? Doris felt as if she shouldn’t analyze a fever dream too closely, but it was hard not to. Thatcouldn’t be her future—she wouldn’t let it be.

“Doris—” William appeared by her side. He held a small bundle in his arms and for the first time, Dorissaw her baby.