The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

Chapter 51

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 51

~ATTICUS~

Autumn fits perfectly into my arms. I’ve never held her like this in the past, but why does this feel so familiar to me? Why does it feel like this wasn’t the first time?

She smells amazing—a mixture of my scent coupled with her own.

Since I returned from the hospital, my entire life seemed like a huge mess, a mystery waiting for me to solve.

Why was Autumn holding onto me like this in front of Anya? They were best friends, yet they seemed more like enemies now. I’ve never seen such hatred in either of them before. And Clarissa, when did she become close friends with Autumn?

Nothing could explain why Damon was so shocked to see her. Autumn made it clear that she wasn’t on vacation with her family like Anya told me, so then, where was she all this time? And why was everyone except Anya so happy to see her?

How can I explain what I felt while holding Autumn? She was my mate’s best friend, for crying out loud. This shouldn’t be happening; I shouldn’t feel like this because of her.

But was Anya even my mate anymore? Why did I feel nothing for her? Instead, my feelings are for the woman with her arms wrapped around me. Her hands are on my hair, and f**k me; it feels so good. I never want to let her go. I want to pick her up and hold onto her for the rest of my life.

Ah, f**k.

What was the meaning of these thoughts and feelings?

I still didn’t understand how she still smelled like me. The only thing that can explain a scent this strong. . . I didn’t want to think about it because it wasn’t f*****g possible. I wouldn’t have marked Autumn. That’s something I would have remembered doing. I loved Anya too much to mark her best friend and not her.

Autumn slowly lets go of me, and my heart squeezes at the tears on her cheeks. Had she been crying the entire time while hugging me? I didn’t think seeing someone cry would have much of an impact on me. I didn’t realize I cared this much until now.

“I’m sorry.” She whispers as she wipes her tears. “I didn’t know about the accident. I’m sorry, Atticus. If I had known. . .”

She didn’t finish her sentence, and I had no clue what she wanted to say.

Everyone knew about the accident; why was she not informed? Where had she been to have not heard? And why did it seem like a secret, just like the events of my accident were?

Furthermore, why was she apologizing? She wasn’t the one that caused the accident to begin with. What was she this upset about?

She claimed that she had feelings for me; at first, I thought that it had been a lie; I thought that Anya had asked her to mess with me. She was always doing random things like that. It wasn’t something I wouldn’t have expected from Anya.

Now, I wasn’t so sure that Autumn had been lying to me. Her tears seemed genuine, and the pain on her face wasn’t something anyone could easily fake.

My body wanted to go to her, to ease her pain, to make her smile. I shouldn’t be thinking this way. I know it’s wrong, and I know she’s crying but damn it, Autumn never looked more beautiful. She’s always been breathtaking to me. But today, she’s radiant, messing with my heart and mind.

Does she even know what she’s doing to me? Does she even care? And what the f**k am I supposed to do with all of these unexplainable feelings?

. . . . .

~AUTUMN~

“That’s enough from you.” Anya snaps as she grabs my arm and pulls me away from Atticus.

I was surprised she didn’t pull me away sooner. Maybe she was too startled to act right away.

I was even more surprised when Atticus never pushed me away. He held me against him even though his touch was light. He seemed confused by my actions, and it was totally understandable.

“Get your hands off me.” I hiss as I push her away.

I know that Atticus is watching us, and because of that, I can’t tell her everything that I want to. I didn’t think I would ever hate Anya as much as I hated her at this exact moment.

she would get what

initially thought she was. What kind of person took

clear that things were over between them; he made it clear that I was his wife. Did she have no self-respect? Couldn’t she take

you insane?” She whispers. “You could have made a mess

all?” I ask her. “I didn’t think you could stoop any lower, Anya, but here

Atticus.” She snaps. “I don’t have any ulterior motives. You’re just angry that he’s back to his past self. He doesn’t remember marrying you, and I think that’s for the best. Marrying you was the worst decision he ever made. Ever since you entered his life, Atticus has been in constant danger. He almost died because of you. Why don’t you give up and let him go? At least

jaw clenched; I hated that her words were partly true. Atticus has been in constant danger

Clarissa calls out to me as she grabs my arm

throwing all of that information on you. It was too

way after learning of the accident, there’s no telling how Atticus would take the news. I couldn’t let my emotions get in the form of protecting him, no matter

me. I could do

next to Damon’s car.

did you say to Atticus?”

that could cause any problems,” I assure her. “I just needed to hold him at least once. My heart breaks every time I think of the accident. It was all my fault. He was protecting me when

fault? If Atticus were in that situation,

true, but it didn’t make the pain any less

have you back in our lives eventually. I knew that you were a fighter and that you would find a way back to us.” She tells me. “I’m so happy you’re here, Autumn. But I need to know what happened. How did you escape your kidnappers? Did they let you go? If they did, why did they take you to begin with? And who was brave enough to mess with

his memory

was Autumn Rosetta Reign before the Riveras’ adopted me. There is plenty I still don’t know or understand, but my parents have a lot of explaining to do. They’ve known the truth but

have to do with you getting kidnapped? Why would

out the ‘letting me escape’ part of their plan. Why did they let me leave? What else were they

According to the men who kidnapped me, he wasn’t just any sorcerer. He was evil, desperate for power. He was filled with plenty of greed and wanted to use his power to rule the world. He wanted to be the only king of our land.” I explained in the

stomach. It was even more challenging for me. All this time, I was someone different from who I thought I was. All this time, I was the daughter of a greedy psychopath. I was ashamed to know this truth. But I couldn’t keep hiding from it for the rest

one as well?” She asks. “But you’re a werewolf, like the rest of us. I’ve never seen you use spells and magic before. That’s something you can’t just

a hybrid. My mother, even though I barely knew anything about her, was a werewolf. She was the one who killed my father. I’m also not the only child; my mother had triplets, and I was the only one out of the three that seemed weak to my father. He wanted to get rid of me because he only wanted powerful children. I suspect he wanted to use all of us to help him gain more power. My mother realized his evil plans and killed him before he could cause any more harm. She killed him to protect us. And then she ran, she ran with her three children. I don’t know how she got the Riveras’ to take care of me for her,

have power like your father?” She asks in amazement.

was embarrassed to tell anyone what I used the power for. I was also terrified because I didn’t understand what was happening to me. I knew something had to be wrong; I thought I was

laughs at my expression, “you used it on Atticus, didn’t

you did. I trust you, Autumn; I know you won’t ever do anything that would mess up your character. And I’m sure you only did it because you had no idea how to control

used it to throw them off him. And I also used it on the night of the game. Do you remember when I asked you to cover for me? I was there at the game. I used my power to ensure that the fearsome beasts lost that game. I wanted to get revenge

shouts. “That’s so freaking crazy! But in a good way. I can’t believe you did

afraid that others would judge me for what I’d done; it wouldn’t have mattered if they had;

explain how you escaped from them.” She points

very frightening. I didn’t know what was happening. And then someone named Skyler explained why I was there. They want me to take my

want your help to take over the world?” She asks. “That’s absurd. No

me the pictures of Anya and Atticus together. I’ve realized that my power is the strongest when it concerns Atticus. I could only break free from the straps because of my anger at what I’d seen. I also wanted to see Atticus for myself. I wanted to confront him first before I did anything that I would regret. My life is still in danger. I know Skyler purposefully let me escape. Everything was too easy; I don’t believe they wanted to keep me trapped there. And there must be another reason for it. I’m just not

and now this. I’m here for you. I’m not

you. I can’t stay here, just like you said earlier. I

after hearing what they had to say, I would decide what to

I did. She was using his loss of memory for her benefit. The moment Atticus regained his memory, it would be over for her. She continuously showed her true colors. She hadn’t changed for the better; she’d

didn’t want to lose control of my body again. Crazy things happened whenever I

would be overjoyed to know you’re safe. They may have

a vehicle,” I inform her. “I

I’ll inform Damon what’s

return; when she does, he comes with her, however. She looks irritated as she rejoins my

She sighs.

I supposed to leave you both alone when psychopaths are looking for Autumn?” He demands. “We need to be extra

inform others, but if she trusted him, I guess I could as well. He was Atticus’s

Clarissa tells him. “You know how crazy they would react if they realized who Autumn truly is. Atticus kept it from everyone even before he knew the

“I already

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