Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne

Chapter 65 No one is allowed to touch you but

Doris was more than happy to oblige. After she ate, she rested for a few hours more before she dressed in warm clothes and met William outside the cabin door. It looked like it was still the middle of the night, but the crisp air was refreshing. She wanted to gulp it down and never go inside again. William didn’t look at her as they walked down a snowy path. He shoved his hands deep into his pockets and she did the same. “It’s lovely out.” Doris said as she took in another deep breath. Her breath fogged in front of her and something about the sight made her happy. Perhaps she was just happy to be alive. He didn’t respond, she was only greeted with the sounds of their feet crunching through the snow. Doris wrapped her arms around herself and let out a longer breath just to see more fog. It was fine, he didn’t like to talk much anyway. She didn’t expect him to change just because he spent days at her side when she was

sick. “Those men I killed, were they the ones that kidnapped you?” He asked suddenly. The question was so abrupt, her steps slowed. He stopped completely and turned to look at her. His gaze was almost disarming, she didn’t know what to say. “No…” Doris said slowly. William’s face darkened and she knew he wanted her to continue. “They… those ones tried to harm me when I came here after Enzo brought me here. Enzo cut out one of their tongues after the first incident but his friends joined in on the second one.” She knew the question on his murderous expression before he said it. “Did they—“ “No, but they tried.” William flexed his fingers and cracked his neck. Doris chewed on her lip as she watched his rage start to pile up. Did he wish he could kill them again? “Who was the one that kidnapped you?” “Enzo said he took care of it—” “Who?” William demanded a bit louder, Doris flinched and her need to do what he asked kicked in. “I… their names were Jules and Darrell.” “Was it one of them who left the bite on

nodded. She’d honestly forgotten all about the mark on her neck opposite to the one William left. She thought the claw marks might have scratched through it but apparently not. He must have seen them at some point when she was sick but didn’t want to mention it

and made her stand by it. “Stay here.” Doris

they are.” He gripped her waist and lifted her onto the back of the horse before she could object and pulled himself up in front of her. “What? William—” He gripped the reigns, Doris quickly wrapped her arms around his waist before he kicked the horse off into the night. She’d never been more grateful for wearing pants than she was in that moment. He was absolutely mad for doing this, she didn’t want any

so much? She was his maid, not his lady. Whoever disrespected her never seemed to bother him before. The horse skidded to a halt. Doris opened her eyes to see the cabin and flickers of her torture crossed her mind. All the marks they left on her. The way they yanked at her clothes and were so close to taking her innocence from her William slid off the horse and held his arms out for her. Doris hesitated before she allowed him to help her down.” William, this is absurd. I don’t feel well, we should go back-” “They deserve everything I’m going to do.” William said and turned away from her. She pulled at his arm but

in without a second thought, Doris stayed right where she was and tried to stop her hands from trembling. “What the fuck!” One screamed, Doris covered her ears to block out the sickening sounds of bones cracking. Doris stumbled back when William came back out a few minutes later, dragging both men by their hair as if they weighed nothing The men were smaller than him, but still quiet large compared to Doris. Their faces were completely covered in blood and their noses were bent the wrong way. They held onto William’s hands as he dragged them out. A trail of blood followed in their wake. William dropped them by her feet and kneeled down to forced them to look up at her. “Are these the ones that hurt you?” He asked calmly, a little