The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 5

I move away from the crowd, including Autumn. I know she also saw that it was Anya calling me.

I take a deep breath as I slide to answer, “Anya.”

“Atticus!” she shouts from the other end. “What are these articles? Why on earth does it say that you are going to marry Autumn? It’s a lie. You wouldn’t agree to marry her knowing we are mates, especially when she’s my closest friend.”

I run a hand through my hair, “I’m so sorry, Anya. I only found out today from the articles. My parents didn’t tell me anything about it. I confronted them, and it turned out that it was true.”

“No,” she whispers. “It can’t be. Please tell me that you’re going to find a way to get out of this wedding. You can’t marry her. You can’t marry Autumn.”

How did I tell her that I had already agreed to the marriage? How did I tell her I wasn’t about to back out of it?

She will never understand my reason behind it. And I wouldn’t blame her. No one would want to see their mate marry their best friend. Anya never understood when I put my grandmother first before anyone else; she wouldn’t understand why I chose to accept this marriage for her either.

“I’ll come to you,” I tell her. “We can talk about this in person.”

“What is there to talk about?” she demands. “You’re not marrying Autumn. You need to contact the people that wrote these articles and tell them that it was all a lie. It would help if you did this, Atticus. I will never forgive you if you don’t.”

“Anya,” I whisper; I can barely find my voice. I try to come up with words to make this easier for both of us, but nothing comes to my mind.

“Don’t come here.” She screams at me. “I don’t want to see your face. I will only see you if you fix this mess that your parents caused!”

the screen with a blank expression on my face. I can see my image looking back at

out that Anya wasn’t just my mate but my brothers as well. It had ripped me apart. I spent days, months—f**k, years trying to be okay with it. It’s safe to say that I still wasn’t; none of us were. We all knew that a day would come when she had to choose one of the three of

grandfather was right; I was making things

them. Once more, I had to make a huge

be between Damon

Anya. Family comes first. It always has. It

. . . . . . . .

~AUTUMN~

losing my calm. This

him. Why did he agree to this marriage? Just a few minutes ago, he said that the only woman he would marry was Anya. What caused him to

Anya was the person who just called him. I understand that this meant she had just found

must know by now. This was going to rock everyone’s world. All the students knew that Atticus belonged to Anya and how crazy the three of them were crazy over her; they also knew that Anya and I

time. Judging from the number of articles already published, our faces would be on the front

mother whispers near me. “Everyone is looking

“mother. Smiling is something that

faked. At least

glare at her before

I ask through my fake

change that dress into an evening gown. You and Atticus have a photoshoot

walk with an evening gown,” I hiss. “In case you haven’t realized,

“Your brother and sister are here. They picked up the dress for you. All

mumble. “You have already thought of

me take you to Atticus’s room. It’s where