Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne

Chapter 78 If we don‘t hurry, we‘ll catch another storm.

as if he didn’t truly want to be the one to warm her but forced himself to so she wouldn’t die. It was a nice enough thought, at least. Even if a part of him would always despise her. “How did you find me?” Doris asked with a slight tremor to her voice. William shifted a little beneath her. “I followed your scent. It took hours before it was strong enough.” “Hours?” Doris whispered. She had been out there for hours and he never gave up looking for her? A part of Doris softened and she tried not let herself feel that way. It was a doomed feeling that would lead to nothing, she had to remind herself that every time he showed her a side of him he kept hidden most of the time. She knew he had a bit of kindness beneath all the rough exterior, but she didn’t want to get so attached to it when she knew it wasn’t safe. She heard the howls of wind grow harsh and try to enter through the pockets of air around the rocks he placed in front of the entrance. She was surprised it didn’t knock them right out of place with how loud it sounded. She weakly held her froze hands out towards the fire and let them defrost slowly along with the rest of her body.  “Why did you come for me?” Doris asked suddenly. Why did he even bother? She had been in so much trouble since they first came here, she didn’t understand why he even wanted her alive at this point. It would have been easier to let her go and move on. She slowed him down and made him do horrible things to defend her—was she worth that? “Why wouldn’t 1.” William grumbled. It sounded more like a statement rather than a question. “I saw you leave before the storm hit.” Doris curled and uncurled her fingers just trying to get feeling back in them. “I didn’t think you would care to, is all.” It seemed like the wrong thing to say almost instantly after she said it. His body turned hard as a rock against her back. He shoved her off him and stood. She watched as he wiped his pants as if he wanted any trace of her off of him. His warmth was immediately missed, he looked down at her with a bit of distaste and she forced herself to live without it. “It’s so hard to believe that I would?” He spat. Doris pressed her lips together. “It’s—” Doris hesitated and he narrowed his eyes at her when he heard it. “I’m just not sure if you even like me most of the time.” “You can believe what you want. Nothing I do will change that.” William went to sit on the other end of the cave. She could feel his anger as if she could slice through the air and grab it to crush against her fingers. It was as alive as he was. “That’s not true. Actions speak louder than words, which is why I’m confused.” Doris admitted and pressed her face into his coat. It smelled strongly like him and part of her wanted to bottle the scent and take it with her wherever she went. He didn’t say anything to her words. Perhaps he was confused himself. Perhaps he fought a similar battle she did where they both wanted to dance around the truth until their feet bled raw. She was glad to stay stubborn. It was safer that way. “I couldn’t change out there into my wolf when I wanted to.” Doris said after a few minutes of silence. He didn’t look at her, he only kept his blue eyes on the flames. “It doesn’t come at will.” He said. “It’s not easy to command it when it’s still new to you.” Doris frowned and leaned back against the wall of the cave. She closed her eyes and brought her arms around her legs to hold them to her chest. “At this rate, I’ll never learn.” “I told you I would teach you.” William said. He sounded almost as if he was bored.” It won’t be easy. I don’t like when people complain.” Doris opened her eyes and watched him across the fire. He wouldn’t look at her again and she didn’t blame him. She wasn’t much to look at to begin with, she must have looked like an ungrateful ghost. “Thank you for coming for me, William. I would have died without you.” William’s eyes flickered to her. She held her breath for a moment as they raked across her entire being. He didn’t acknowledge her words, he simply lowered his head a little. “Well?” He said.  “What?” “Do you want me to train you or

“If we don’t hurry, we’ll