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.

to mess with me, she

was even worse than I initially thought she was. What kind of person took advantage

it 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 the

“You could have made a mess out

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

decision he ever made. Ever since you entered his life, Atticus has been in constant danger. He almost died because of you.

I hated that her words were partly true.

me as she grabs my

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

telling how Atticus would take the

risked his life for me. I

we were next to Damon’s car. After scanning her surroundings, she opens her mouth

say

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

your fault? If Atticus were in that situation, you would have done the same thing

true, but it didn’t make the pain

would 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

Atticus if he hadn’t lost his memory than to explain to Clarissa. He was the one that was aware of everything that happened to me while I

her with the scariest part first, and that was the 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

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

I was trying to figure out the ‘letting me escape’ part of their plan. Why did they let me leave? What

He was filled with plenty of greed and wanted to use

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

the rest of us. I’ve

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, but I have no idea what happened after.

asks in amazement. “How long have you known? Why didn’t you tell

cheeks are red at her question, “because I 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 only a werewolf; I wasn’t

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

it helps, I’m glad that you did. I trust you, Autumn; I know you won’t ever

use it on Atticus,” I confess. “That day when Carter and the fearsome ambushed us. I 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. 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 most. I knew it would hurt their egos if they lost the game, and I ensured

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

others would judge me for what I’d done; it wouldn’t have

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

eyes are wide with horror. “It was 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 father’s place.

world?” She asks. “That’s absurd. No one person is

hoping that I can as well. Skyler showed 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.

loses his memory, and now this. I’m here for you. I’m not

a true friend. And I’m sorry for ever doubting you. I can’t stay here, just like you said

had to say, I would decide what

She was using his loss of memory for her

lose control of my body again. Crazy things happened whenever I

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

came with a vehicle,” I inform her. “I took it from

laughs, “why am I not surprised? I’ll inform Damon what’s happening, so

She looks

doesn’t want to let us leave alone.” She sighs. “We’re

you both alone when psychopaths are looking for Autumn?” He demands. “We need

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

how crazy they would react if they realized who Autumn truly is. Atticus kept it from everyone even before

nods, “I already know

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