Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne
Chapter 65

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 shedressed in warm clothes and met William outside the cabin door. It looked like it was still the middleof 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 hispockets and she did the same. “It's lovely out.” Doris said as she took in another deep breath. Herbreath fogged in front of her and something about the sight made her happy. Perhaps she was justhappy to be alive. He didn't respond, she was only greeted with the sounds of their feet crunchingthrough the snow. Doris wrapped her arms around herself and let out a longer breath just to seemore fog. It was fine, he didn't like to talk much anyway. She didn't expect him to change justbecause 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 questionwas so abrupt, her steps slowed. He stopped completely and turned to look at her. His gaze wasalmost disarming, she didn't know what to say. “No...” Doris said slowly. William's face darkened andshe knew he wanted her to continue. “They... those ones tried to harm me when I came here afterEnzo brought me here. Enzo cut out one of their tongues after the first incident but his friendsjoined 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 onher lip as she watched his rage start to pile up. Did he wish he could kill them again? “Who was theone 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

your neck?” He growled as if his possessive side was starting to take over his mind and he couldn'tpossibly act any other way. Doris simply nodded. She'd honestly forgotten all about the mark on herneck opposite to the one William left. She thought the claw marks might have scratched through itbut apparently not. He must have seen them at some point when she was sick but didn’t want tomention it until she was better. No wonder he wanted her to take

a walk so soon. William grabbed her hand and pulled her behind him as he stomped through thesnow. “Hey! Where are we going?” Doris asked as she tried not to trip and keep up with him. Hesaid nothing. William led her to the stables where his black horse was stationed and made her standby it. “Stay here.” Doris watched him leave and looked around at all the other horses, confused.What on earth was he doing? After about twenty minutes of standing in the cold stable, Williamreturned pulling on black leather gloves. He looked determined and... handsome. She hated herselffor thinking it, those

thoughts would only lead right back to her dream where she had no business remembering “Whatare we doing in here? Maybe I should go back to bed and rest more” “I found where they are.” Hegripped her waist and lifted her onto the back of the horse before she could object and pulledhimself up in front of her. “What? William—" He gripped the reigns, Doris quickly wrapped her armsaround his waist before he kicked the horse off into the night. She'd never been more grateful forwearing pants than she was in that moment. He was absolutely mad for doing this, she didn't wantany part of it. The horses hooves pounded loudly against the ground as he rode them towards themen that kidnapped Doris. That was where they were going, wasn't it? Was he going to rip off theirheads like he did to the other two? The sounds of gallops were too loud for her to ask, she had nochoice but to hold on as he rode as fast as he could through the night. She clenched her eyesclosed tightly when the wind picked up. She'd

never been on a horse before, the thought of enjoying this ride made her stomach turn. This was nowhere near fun. 1 How could he take her to do this? She just got out of her death bed less than afew hours ago. Even though it felt good to be up and out-this was not what she meant. This was thefurthest thing from what she wanted. For him to be this insistent, he must have spent days spewingin his rage wondering if he'd gotten the men that hurt her or not. Why did he even care so much?She was his maid, not his lady. Whoever disrespected her never seemed to bother him before. Thehorse skidded to a halt. Doris opened her eyes to see the cabin and flickers of her torture crossedher mind. All the marks they left on her. The way they yanked at her clothes and were so close totaking her innocence from her William slid off the horse and held his arms out for her. Dorishesitated before she allowed him to help her down.” William, this is absurd. I don't feel well, weshould go back-" “They deserve everything I'm going to do.” William said and turned away from her.She pulled at his arm but he shoved

her off him and kicked in the front door of the cabin without a single hesitation. Murderous ragewas radiating from him, she wanted to scream at him to stop. She had seen enough suffering, shedidn't want to see an ounce more. “Hey!” Two men shouted. William went in without a secondthought, Doris stayed right where she was and tried to stop her hands from trembling. “What thefuck!” 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 theirhair as if they weighed nothing The men were smaller than him, but still quiet large compared toDoris. Their faces were completely covered in blood and their noses were bent the wrong way. Theyheld onto William's hands as he dragged them out. A trail of blood followed in their wake. Williamdropped them by her feet and kneeled down to forced them to look up at her. “Are these the onesthat hurt you?” He asked calmly, a little too calm for what he was doing. Doris only spared a quickglance before

she nodded. “William-" "I didn’t touch her!" Darrell screamed. William hit him hard in the face. “Ifyou don't apologize for what you did to her, I'll carve out your eyes and and rip open your stomachright here.” William threatened and made him look up at Doris. “You first.”. “I—I'm sorry for what wedid to you—" William hit him again. “I said for what you did.” He growled. Darrell had bloody tearsstreaming down his face. “I—I'm sorry for everything I did to you. Please forgive me, I'll never touchanother woman that way again.” William dropped him and went to Jules. He kicked him in his sideand then kneeled to force him to look at Doris.” Your turn.” “I—I'm so sorry for everything. Youdidn’t deserve anything I did and I swear I'll never fuck up like that again,” “Would you like to do thehonors?” William asked through his teeth as he glanced up at Doris. He had their blood on his faceand he looked deranged. “Please, we're sorry—" William didn't let Jules finish. He stood andstomped his foot down on his head, smashing his

skull in with his boot. Doris flinched when the blood splattered on her face. She gasped andstumbled back. “Oh my-" “Help me!” Darrell screamed. “Do you want to punish your attacker,Doris?” William asked again. Doris quickly shook her head no and held out her hands as if to stophim. William grabbed Darrell and pulled him into the darkness. Doris covered her ears again whenDarrell started to scream loud enough to send sleeping birds from their trees. And then... silence.The air stilled, she tried not to look at the body in front of her but the blood pooled around the areaquicker than it could melt into the snow. Flickers of her nightmare returned to her mind... what hadhe done? When William came out, his face was coated in so much blood-she almost didn'trecognize him. He stopped in front of her and lifted her chin to look up at him. “No one is allowedto touch you but me.”