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.

me, she

initially thought she was. What kind of person took advantage of

made it clear that I

insane?” She whispers. “You could have made a mess out of everything because of that little stunt you just

you have any shame at all?” I ask her. “I didn’t think you

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

were partly true. Atticus has been in

out to me as she grabs my arm and pulls me

you out of here.” She tells me. “I’m sorry for throwing all of that information on you. It was too much

of the accident, there’s no telling how Atticus would take the news. I couldn’t let my emotions get in the

I could do this much for

were next to Damon’s car. After scanning her surroundings,

you say to

any problems,” I assure her. “I just needed to hold him at least once. My heart breaks every time I think

kidnapped. How is any of this your fault? If Atticus were in that situation, you would have done

but it didn’t make the pain any

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

start to explain. It would have been easier to explain to Atticus if he hadn’t lost his memory than

fact that my father wasn’t a simple man. “My real parents aren’t the Riveras’. My real name 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

are wide, “you were adopted? Like me? This is insane. But what does that have to do with you getting kidnapped? Why would anyone do that to you and

trying to figure out the ‘letting me escape’ part of their plan. Why did

know if you’ve heard of the name Azai Reign. 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 best way I could

that this story would be difficult for anyone to 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

a sorcerer. . . Then doesn’t that make you one as well?” She asks. “But you’re a werewolf, like the rest of us. I’ve never

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, but I have no idea what happened after. They never found her, and they never found my siblings, either. The only reason they saw me was due to my power, it was suddenly activated, and because I was using

power like your father?” She asks in amazement. “How long have you known? Why didn’t you

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 only a werewolf; I wasn’t aware of my true

expression, “you used

your face tells me all that I need to know. If it helps, I’m glad that you did. I trust you, Autumn; I know you won’t ever do anything that would mess up

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 on them for hurting Atticus, and I knew the easiest way was to hit them where it would hurt the

good way. I can’t believe you did that, and no one

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

still doesn’t explain how you escaped from them.”

happening. And then someone named Skyler explained why I was there. They want me to take my father’s place. They

take over the world?” She asks. “That’s absurd. No one person is strong enough to cause such

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

and now this. I’m here for you. I’m not leaving your side. If you need me for anything,

smile, “I’m happy you never betrayed me, Clarissa. I’m happy you’re a true friend. And I’m sorry for ever doubting you. I can’t stay here, just like you

had to say, I would decide what

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.

tried to control my anger; I didn’t want to lose control of my body

Clarissa tells me. “I’m sure they would be overjoyed to know you’re safe. They may have a better idea of what to do

a vehicle,” I inform her.

inform Damon what’s happening, so

when she does, he comes with her, however. She looks irritated as she rejoins my side. I could tell she didn’t want him to follow us for

She sighs.

leave you both alone when psychopaths are looking for Autumn?” He demands.

already told Damon everything I had said to her. I wasn’t ready to inform others, but if she trusted

know how crazy they would react if they realized who Autumn truly is. Atticus kept it from everyone even before he knew the entire truth because he wanted to protect Autumn. We need to honor his wishes and do

nods, “I already know

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