The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 65

~AUTUMN~

I didn’t want Atticus to leave his family because of me. I could see the horror on the faces of everyone here that loved him. No one wanted him to go.

I gently cup his cheek in my hand, “your parents are only worried about you. Maybe we should give them some time to calm down.”

His arms tighten around me, “what is there for them to think about again? You’re my wife, and you’re staying my wife for the rest of my life. You’re my mate also—my mate. I’m never letting go of you. I don’t care what anyone says about you or your f*****g father. You’re mine, Autumn, and no one can ever change that.”

My heart continues to jump in my chest. Atticus kept saying things that both surprised me and made me overjoyed simultaneously.

“Atticus!” His father shouts. “We’ve always protected you. We’ve always done what we thought was best for you. Don’t you think we’re doing this because we care about you?”

I think Atticus did know this, but he didn’t care about that. I’m not sure what’s going to happen now, but I wasn’t letting go of Atticus either.

His jaw clenches, “I know that you care about me, but I’m not the only one that I want you to care about. I want you to also care about Autumn. This entire time I’m the only one that you’ve been thinking about. Not once have you thought about her and the way your actions have been affecting her. I don’t want to separate from my family but if you force me to do it, believe me, I will. I’ll do whatever I have to stay with Autumn.”

His mother turns away from us, and I think it’s possible that she might be crying. They seem helpless; I know that they want me to let him go; I know that it’s the only way for Atticus to leave me—if I let go first.

But I wasn’t going to do it. I wanted to be with him, and I believed in my heart that I would never hurt him. I couldn’t promise to hurt the people that tried to separate us, however. I don’t think his parents realize yet how much I loved him. I don’t think anyone but me knew what I would sacrifice to keep him safe.

I slowly let go of Atticus and walk towards them, “I’m never going to hurt Atticus. I know what my father tried to do was horrible. I know that he wasn’t a good person. But I never knew him; I wasn’t taught his ways. I admit that there have been times when I’ve lost control, but I’m working on trying to fix that. Please trust me. I’m not going to let anything happen to him or his family. I care about all of you. I would never intentionally do anything that would hurt any of you.”

Griffin walks in then with Dante and takes a look at us, “what is happening here?” He demands, confused. “How much did I miss?”

There is a silent pause as he waits for someone to answer. I wasn’t sure how to even begin to explain everything.

“Autumn is the daughter of an evil sorcerer,” Anya answers him before anyone else gets a chance to say anything. “And Atticus knowing that she almost killed me with her evil power quite similar to her father’s power, doesn’t want to let her go.”

She’d conveniently left out the part where she almost killed me first. Luckily, Griffin knew the type of person that I was. He wouldn’t listen to Anya as his parents had done.

“Hold up,” Griffin says, squeezing his temples. “Autumn’s parents aren’t the two people standing in front of us now? And frankly, Anya, I don’t believe Autumn tried to harm you without you doing something bad first.”

“I’ll tell you everything you need to know,” Damon says as he taps his shoulder and carries him elsewhere. We didn’t have time to catch Griffin up with everything.

I’m waiting for his parents to say something. Are they going to let Atticus leave with me, or will they let us stay?

I know that my parents are ready to snatch me back and carry me home with them, but my home was wherever Atticus was. I hoped that they understood that.

“Alright.” Mrs. Fawn finally says. “If we can’t convince the two of you to let go of each other, we need to do things differently.”

“Differently?” Atticus asks as he walks over to stand behind me. His hands are placed gently on my waist as he waits for his mother to elaborate.

him. “Differently. Now that we know the truth about Autumn, we must keep her identity a secret

to control your power. If you lose control because of your emotions, you’re bound to slip up, and others will find you. Now that we’re on this topic, why did Azai’s men let you go? If they want you to be their queen and continue where your father

We never had this discussion. There is plenty that he still didn’t know or understand. There was even plenty that I still didn’t

day.” He says suddenly. “I can’t remember anything, but it still bothers me that you experienced something that horrible

that I could somehow forget. So many horrible things happened

know if his parents would believe what I had to say in response to their question, but I had to give them an

a table that prevented me from using my power.” I confess. “I couldn’t escape from them at first because of it. But

all that time?”

know who my father was, but I knew I wasn’t just a normal werewolf. Atticus knew the truth as well. I often used it in front of him. On the day that Carter and his teammates trapped us and attacked him, I used my power to get them off him. He chose to keep that detail from you while he was in the hospital because I assume he knew you would have reacted this way if you found out the truth. That same day when I disappeared and said I was heading back home, I also went to the game. I wanted Carter and the rest of them to pay for what they’d done to him. I’m the reason that they lost that game so badly that

confession. I never told them before; even Atticus

Griffin asks, walking back in with Damon.

did Carter attack me? We

admit. “I’ll tell

let you go?” Mr. Fawn asks, bringing me back to the fundamental

told me that I could never leave unless that’s what they wanted to happen. There is something else that they want; I don’t know what it is. I always have guards surrounding me, but I don’t think that will be enough to keep them away from me. There are plenty of them, and they’re waiting for the right opportunity to come for me. . .a second time. It’s scary, and I’m constantly uneasy, but I will not give them what they want. I will not let them turn me into

for Atticus and me, but I can also see that they all felt sorry for me. I know that his parents

were in the past. I wanted them to be good friends with my family once more. I wanted them to be happy that Atticus and I were together. I didn’t think

Autumn to get some rest,”

mother tells him. “Have

The Overlords.

of them, but I knew

have to do to keep order in our world. They will no doubt see Autumn as a big threat to everyone. They can’t know who she is. No one else can ever find out the truth about her if you

know her words have definitely managed to

Carter kept my secret. Maybe he spoke to Scarlett about it, and she convinced him not to say anything. Or maybe they just didn’t want anyone to know that a girl had kicked their asses that day. Though, they’d never actually fought me. They’d all left when they realized that

steps.

to figure out that Azai was my father. If his name had been completely wiped from all books, how could she find out the truth? Who was helping her? It had to be someone that knew my father and

Anya? Were we

protect her from his brother. Dante is right behind. They still loved her like crazy. As long as they were in love with her, we would never be able to punish Anya as long as they were this crazy about her. If we tried to hurt her, it would destroy this family. This is what his parents tried to tell me once, that I had saved Atticus from

prove to them that I wasn’t a threat, at least not to him. Maybe then they would be able to be happy

her go!” Damon

Dante shouts. “Let my mate

anyone finds out who Autumn truly is, I know where to find you. If you know what’s

actions and remains that way even when

home with us tonight.” My mother says, worried that

Atticus disagrees. “She’s staying

looked at me, trying to find out if it was okay with me. I nodded, letting her

didn’t stop walking until we reached his room, and he locked the door behind us. It was clear that he didn’t want anyone to disturb us again. Or maybe he was worried that someone would try to separate us. He didn’t seem willing

war with his own parents because of me. He loved

whisper after watching him pace from left to right for the tenth time since he’d

this is

to me with his thumb finger pressing into his bottom lip. He slowly lets it slide and narrows his eyes,