Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne

Chapter 157 A lesson to remember

The feeling was no where near familiar. It was like a new sort of pain every time she shifted. All of her bones felt as if they were breaking and joining together at the same time. White fur covered every inch of her skin faster than her eyes could catch. How did it seem so effortless when she watched other wolves shift? Her hands formed into paws as she gripped onto the ground in agony. Her bones cracked and the seconds felt like hours of agony until all at once-it stopped. The pain was gone as if it was never there. Her clothes were in shards around her and the only thing that was savable was her cloak. A small mercy, at least she didn’t have to run back to the palace completely naked. “You want to know what it’s like to be strong? I will show you where to start.” Cordelia growled in her mind. It vibrated through her body and surrounded her all at once as if she was the one speaking. A low growl sounded behind her, Doris turned to be met with two striking blue eyes peering out at her through a wolf form. She knew those eyes anywhere. “William?” She tried to say, but it came out in a whimper. William planted his paws on the ground as if he was preparing himself to strike at her. Doris went to back up, but Cordelia made her stand her ground. “Fight the part of you that wants to cower away. Become the version of yourself you want to be.” Cordelia whispered. “I can hear all of your thoughts. I know how badly you want to be the tough one. Be her.” o “It’s not that easy!” Doris shouted in her mind over the sound of William’s growl. What was he doing out here? How did he know what she was doing? “I’ve lived my entire life being the weak

one.”

she fought her to the deep  core. Doris slowed her steps and circled William again. He mirrored her movement and seemed to wait for her to make the first move. Slowly, her steps moved in a bit more each time they completed a circle until she was close enough to strike him. Her eyes caught every movement he made and every breath he took. It could have been minutes or hours, but she knew she had to wait until the right moment. When his eyes flickered to her feet, she lunged at him. He noticed it a breath too late and she was able to take him right to the ground and nip at his neck just to draw a bit of his blood. William shook her off him as if she was nothing and sent her skidding across the clearing. “He’s holding back for you, Doris. Remember that. If this was a real fight, you wouldn’t have made it out alive after the first time he got you down.” Cordelia reminded her. Doris shoved the voice away from her and could have sworn she heard Cordelia laughing in the back of her head. She planted her feet on the ground and lowered her head in a fighting stance. William understood immediately and followed her lead. She lunged for him and this time he let her take him to the ground to release all of her rage. She didn’t want him to go easy on her, she wanted to learn and she knew she never would unless he fought back. But he didn’t. He let her roll him around and drag him back to the clearing like he was some sort of