Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne

Chapter 126 What’s love if not anger

“Are you sure about this?” Doris asked the moment they were alone. It was strange to be in the village without the people she used to see everyday. But, it was better having them far from here in case things went wrong. 1 She only hoped they weren’t mistreated for being on Enzo’s side-if they still were, that is.

William and Doris were allowed to go to their old cabin and clean up, but William was expected back out there soon. She wanted to wrap herself around him and stop him from ever setting foot out of the door again. 1

William turned to her with a tense jaw. “Of course I’m sure about this. I’ve never been more sure.”

“A blood promise is dangerous, what if they trick you—“

“I’m not one to be tricked, Doris. They wouldn’t dare.” William moved into the bathroom and shut the door on any of her remaining questions. She glared at the wood and felt the urge to kick something.

Doris nervously picked at her nails and she realized how long they had gotten since they first came here. She fought the urge to bite them down when her anxiety tried to crawl up her throat again.

She knew he could handle himself more than she could, but her stomach was in knots when she realized how worried she was about him. If they worded it strangely or added something he didn’t expect, it could lead to his death.

Doris gathered her new clothes and waited for him to leave the bathroom before she went to clean up herself. When she came out, he was seated on the bed staring at the roaring fire as if he was lost in thought. The warm light caressed his handsome face like a kiss, a shadow was already growing across his chin.

“I don’t want you to be there when I make the promise.” William said suddenly. A small part of her heart pierced at his words.

“Why not? I won’t try to stop it—“

“I would rather you didn’t be there.” He interrupted. “I don’t want you to see the process of it. I would rather you stay safe inside here and sleep during it all.”

“I can handle a little blood, William. You don’t have to be alone during this.”

alone. Patrick will be at my side.” He brushed past her to the door. Even though the blood promise wasn’t until

“William—”

closed the door without a response. She clenched her hands into fists and had half a mind to follow him out the door and scream at him. After all they had been through, he always pushed her back.

clothes that weren’t dirty or ripped. She still felt the cold through her thick clothes, but not as harshly as the night before. Perhaps her body was finally starting to get used to the

and towards the frozen lake. There was no where else to go, no one to

does like to fight, huh?” Cordelia said inside her. Doris almost jumped at the sound. It was easy to forget she had a wolf inside her when she

idea to get close to him.” Doris grumbled. “He drives me insane most of the time, I almost chased

love is?” Cordelia teased. It only made Doris more angry. She sat herself down on a fallen log by the lake and wrapped her

I expected love to be. All the books I ever read were

filled in. Doris rolled

were sweet and treated their women with respect. They didn’t try to irritate them every chance they had. They… they loved them and it

his difficult side.” Cordelia said almost gently. Doris expected her to make fun for feeling

inside.” Doris whispered. “It should as easy

in his pockets and dark circles under his eyes. He was one of the last people she ever wanted to see during a time

was glad he wasn’t dead, but another part of her wanted

quickly and brushed off the snow from her

here?” Doris asked. Her eyes

you looked upset. I thought I would check on you.” He took a small step towards her. Doris narrowed her eyes at

quite alright, thank you. I don’t need your assistance, you can go back to the

Doris—I’m sorry for what

when you shoved me in a hole and locked me in a dark cell? I’m sure you’re very sorry, but I don’t have time for this.” Doris started to walk back to the camp but he stepped in her

held out his hands as if in surrender. “I haven’t stopped imagining your screams, they’ve haunted me. I don’t know what I can do to make it right with you, but I want