Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne

Chapter 127 You’re mine, Doris.

William grabbed Joseph by his arm and forced him to face him. He moved so fast, Doris barely had time to register what was going on and realized it was too late when she did.

“Calm down!” Joseph held up his hands, but William didn’t calm in the slightest. He looked close to a beast even without having to shift. She saw the murderous glint in his eyes and the growl on his lips-he was close to losing it. 1

“William

”

“What were you asking her a minute ago?” William asked through his teeth. They all knew he had overheard exactly what Joseph had asked her. He was just daring him to repeat it. Doris silently wished he wouldn’t.

“I… I just noticed she was unhappy here—”

William hit Joseph so hard in the face, it was a miracle he didn’t snap his neck from the impact. Blood poured from his nose almost instantly and dripped down his chin. “If I see you come near her again, I will rip your throat out.” William said with his hold tightening on Joseph. 1

“You don’t own her.” Joseph gripped William’s shirt and shoved him back, staining him with his blood. It was obviously the wrong thing to say, Doris tried to intervene but William was faster. 1

William grabbed Joseph by the front of his shirt and yanked him back towards him. He punched him in the face over and over until she could barely see the color of Joseph’s skin. Doris tried to pull him off Joseph, but it was as if she was doing nothing. He didn’t move an inch.

“Stop! You’re killing him!” Doris yelled. Her voice was so small compared to their sounds.

William’s face was sprayed with Joseph’s blood, it was horrifying. Doris begged her inner wolf to give her some sort of strength, and she obliged almost instantly.

Doris shoved William back with the help of her wolf. He dropped Joseph and staggered a little, looking at her in complete disbelief. Joseph was—thankfully-still alive, but he looked close to passing out. Doris kneeled next to him and hesitated. Where could she touch that wouldn’t hurt him? It looked as if he was bleeding from everywhere, the snow around him was painted a dark red.

bloody fists and glared down at Joseph as if he was ready to unleash even more of his rage if he said another word. Doris prayed that he kept his   Duris. mouth shut if he knew what was good for him. William was not one to be

little when she didn’t know what

snow and closed his eyes. For a terrifying moment, Doris swore he had just died. When she saw

handkerchief out from her pocket and started cleaning the blood off of Joseph’s face.

course I didn’t, William! I can’t believe you would even ask me something like that!” Doris said helplessly. She stood and pointed at Joseph. “Look what you did to him! They’re not going to start trusting you

have no concern over them.” He growled and neared her. She was proud of herself for not cowering away, especially when she saw the look in his

said calmly. She reached up to wipe some

take you away from me. Why didn’t you tell

completely forgot that he existed when I saw you, William.” Doris whispered. Beneath his angered gaze, she saw a bit of vulnerability that she

head and kissed her palm, but his brows were

her thumb across his brows to make it disappear forever. Doris glanced back down at Joseph

you right before the blood promise.” Doris bent down to try and finish cleaning him, but it only

wrist and pushed it up to Joseph’s mouth almost as if he couldn’t stand it. He offered him two drops, but no more. It didn’t matter, it seemed to be more than enough. She could already see his wounds

he be

or two, but he’ll be fine.”   . William said bitterly. He turned and left towards the trees. Doris

are you going? We can’t leave him out here to

Patrick.

right in front of her. She didn’t think she had ever

matter if his still harbored feelings for

affair was passionate and hungry, but she knew better than to expect more from him. Even if he got

feel a strange flutter inside her stomach? She was not

up in her mind, making Doris flinch . “We like it when our men get possessive and angry at the idea of another man wanting us. William can’t help going feral for you, he thinks he