Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne novel Chapter 126

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.”

William stood, his eyes barely looked at her. “I won’t be alone. Patrick will be at my side.” He brushed past her to the door. Even though the blood promise wasn’t until dawn, Enzo and the rest required his presence to talk more about the deal. He didn’t  want her there for that, either.

“William—”

He 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. She deserved to be a part of the decisions, didn’t she? He was always there when she was the center of the matter. 1

Doris angrily pulled on her coat and gloves before she ventured out into the snow. It felt good to have 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 dreadful cold.

Doris ignored the stares from the rogues as she walked out behind the cabins and towards the frozen lake. There was no where else to go, no one to talk to

“He sure 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 spent her entire life without one.

“I knew it wasn’t a good idea to get close to him.” Doris grumbled. “He drives me insane most of the time, I almost chased him down just to scream at him.”

“Isn’t that what love is?” Cordelia teased. It only made Doris more angry. She sat herself down on a fallen log by the lake and wrapped her arms around herself.

“That’s not what I expected love to be. All the books I ever read were much more—“

“Boring?” Cordelia filled in. Doris rolled her eyes at her wolf.

“No, normal. The men 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 was obvious.”