The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 108

Book 2 Chapter 31

~CLARISSA~

I stepped forward, but the fire taunted me by moving closer to me in return. It was coming towards me, closing in. If I tried to move again, it would only move closer to me. It’s almost like it was trying to reach me. To tell me something.

I had to be losing my mind. Maybe I was dreaming. Maybe if I closed my eyes and pretended that I was asleep, all of this would go away.

The heat was becoming unbearable; it was enough to remind me that it was not a dream like I was hoping it to be.

Was this how my life was going to end? From a fire? A fire that I had no idea where it came from.

There were no signs of a fire when I came here the first time, just whispers that I initially thought were something made up in my mind. Now I knew there was a possibility that I was wrong.

Someone must have intentionally done this. The whispers in my head had f****d me to stop, and while I wasn’t paying attention to my surroundings, they’d set a fire around me. But still, I would have heard something.

Unless. . . Witches were involved.

They would have been able to start a fire very quickly. My head spun as I tried to figure out what had just happened while also trying to find a way to escape this fire.

“CLARISSA!” I hear a familiar voice shouting my name.

My heart paused for a second.

“CLARISSA!”

a beat this time. I couldn’t believe it.

“Where are you?”

stop the smile from forming in my lips despite the

engagement party was

in the past. He was

it

was probably used to trouble following me wherever I went. Anywhere danger was

when he spots me in the middle of the fire.

He orders me. “I’m coming to

can find another way to get me out of here. Get Autumn. I’m sure she can find a way to get rid of these flames. I believe witches are the ones who did this. If I’m right, Autumn

Autumn before, none of this would have happened to begin with. I knew I should have told her what I was about to do, she would have been able to talk me out of this stupid

“What the f**k do witches want

Autumn,” I say

you here. We don’t have much time to get you out of there; I need to move

have known he wouldn’t

Damon doesn’t even flinch from the pain. He’s so focused on protecting me that he doesn’t care that he’d just

body tightly against his. He buried his face in my hair

glad you’re safe.” He whispers against my ear. I slowly reach up to wrap my arms around

over, however. We still had to get out of here before

to examine the wounds on his body. This could have been

I demand. “You could have gotten seriously

you think I care about that?” He asks me. “Do you think anything matters to me when your life is in danger? You should know me better than

can’t help but melt at his words. Why does he always do this? Doesn’t he realize by now that it’s words like those that make me fall so quickly for him? I was trying to let go of him so he could be with Anya, but how could I do that when he said things like this

the red marks on his

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