Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne

Chapter 159 A play to remember

He breathed. Her name sounded like it was dipped in gold when he said it like that. Beth’s eyes flickered back and forth between them until she finally slipped out the door and headed to her own quarters. It almost made Doris nervous to be alone with him when he looked like that. How was she supposed to keep her hands to herself? One touch and she might unravel his entire perfection and it wouldn’t be fair of her to do something like that. “You look so handsome.” Doris said shyly as she forced herself to step closer to him. His messy hair was gone for the night. (This novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com)It was perfectly slicked back and she almost dared herself to mess it up again. She adored it when it was at its messiest. His large hands were on her body the second she was close enough to him. He brought her hips against him as if he couldn’t stand the thought of them apart. Her skin lined with goosebumps as he ran his hands up and down her body as if he owned her. A sick thrill inside her wanted him to own her in that moment, especially if he looked like that. “You look …” William sucked in a breath. “I’ve never seen a more beautiful woman.” He finally said. His deep voice rough and a little desperate to her ears. Doris felt her face flame at his words. She only ever looked like a maid in makeup to herself . “Don’t tease me…” “You know how I feel about liars.” William said against her ear. Her hands clenched his shirt. Someone cleared their throat loudly near her door. They broke apart to see Patrick standing by awkwardly as if he didn’t know what to do with himself. “William, we’re late as it is. We were supposed to be there an hour ago for the preparations. I’m almost certain that it has already started without you.” William waved away his words and took Doris’s hand. “I didn’t need to see them force my sick father from his bed just to go to this stupid play, Patrick.” Patrick rolled his eyes and led them out towards the main hall where the play was to be held. “I thought your father couldn’t walk…” Doris whispered to William. “Shouldn’t he be in bed?” “They’re going to have him in a wheelchair.” William grumbled. She could see the tenseness in his shoulders-she knew this must have killed him inside. He didn’t want his father to suffer, even if he couldn’t admit it. Once they reached the hall, it was much quieter than she expected. Everyone was already seated and waiting for the play to start and it made her wonder how late they truly were. Enzo waved at her as they passed and gave them a wide grin as if he was also surprised to be there. He wasn’t alone, his entire group of rogues were gathered around him.  William furrowed his brow at the sight of them. Clearly he didn’t expect the palace to invite the rogues to this sort of event. Why would they even bother? Howard Ford came stomping down the aisle towards them once he caught them in his sight. William looked past him as if he didn’t even exist. “Prince William, it’s nice of you and your lady to finally have joined us. The play has been waiting for you to arrive for an hour, we almost went on without you.” “A shame that would have been.” William said as he walked right past the man with Doris on his arm. “My daughter is set to be the main act. Try to enjoy it.” Howard sneered before he went to take his seat. William led Doris up to the front where the rest of the royals were and she felt her hands start to sweat.

towards the door, but he didn’t follow. She crawled between the benches towards the edge of the room. Her dress tore when it caught on the edge of the wooden seats and she wanted to tear the beautiful garment off her just so she could move better. A brown wolf caught her by her ankle and dragged her back towards the royals as if he was trying to round her up with the rest. Doris angled her heel and kicked him right in the face and sent the wolf into a dazed state as it tried to regain itself. Doris hurried back to hide between the benches as the chaos continued. She saw Daniel fight like never before. He grabbed one of the wolves with his bare hands and threw them against the wall with a sickening crack. She almost didn’t recognize him-how was this the same soft boy who talked her out of her worst thoughts? He fought like the warrior she always heard he was. And he didn’t even have to shift. The