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.

mess with me, she would get

she was. What kind of person took advantage of someone who’d lost

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

made a mess out of everything because of that little

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

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 with me, he was safe; no one was trying to harm him. I can’t say the same about

jaw clenched; I hated that her words were partly true. Atticus

as she grabs my arm

to get you out of here.” She tells me. “I’m sorry for throwing all of that information

everyone was right. If I had reacted this way after learning of the accident, there’s no telling how Atticus would take the news. I couldn’t let my emotions get in

I

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

say

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

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

it didn’t

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 both of

have been easier to explain to Atticus if he hadn’t lost his memory than

aren’t the Riveras’. My real name was Autumn Rosetta

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

of their plan. Why did they let me leave?

he wasn’t just any sorcerer. He was evil, desperate for power. He was filled with plenty of greed and wanted to

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

a sorcerer. . . Then doesn’t that make you one as well?” She asks. “But you’re a werewolf, like the rest of us.

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’

amazement. “How long

was also terrified because I didn’t understand what

expression, “you

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 your character. And I’m sure you only did it because you had no idea how

used my power multiple times on that day. I 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.

But in a good way. I can’t believe you did that, and

say amazing, but I was happy that she was at least proud of me. I was afraid that others would judge me for what I’d done; it wouldn’t have

that still doesn’t explain how you escaped

and her eyes are wide with horror. “It was very frightening. I didn’t know what was happening. And then someone

She asks. “That’s absurd. No one person is strong enough to cause such

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

his memory, and now this. I’m here

I can’t stay here, just like you said

they had to say, I would decide what to

lost. I would not let Anya have him. She didn’t love him as I did. She was using his loss of memory for her benefit. The moment Atticus regained his

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

parents,” 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

inform Damon what’s happening,

to return; 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

to let us leave alone.” She sighs. “We’re stuck with him

the f**k am I supposed to leave you both alone when psychopaths are looking for Autumn?” He demands. “We need to be extra careful and

said to her. I wasn’t ready to inform others, but if she trusted him, I guess I

about this,” 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 entire truth because he wanted to protect Autumn. We need to honor his wishes and do

nods, “I

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