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!”

skips a beat this time. I couldn’t believe

“Where are you?”

from forming in my lips despite the fire

me. Even though his engagement party

course, he would. He has always protected me in the past.

making it

he know to follow the fire? He was probably used to trouble following me wherever I went. Anywhere danger was present; somehow, I was

of relief when I could finally see him, not just hear his voice. His eyes widen when he spots me in the middle of the fire. I could barely get a good view of him

He orders me. “I’m

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

what I was about to do, she would have been able to talk me out of

do witches

I say

you here. We don’t have much time to get you out of

have known he wouldn’t

Damon jumps into the fire. I scream the moment the fire touches his skin. Damon doesn’t even flinch from the pain. He’s so focused on protecting me that he doesn’t

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

ear. I slowly reach up to wrap my arms around his neck. It felt so good to be in his arms, where I

still had to get out of here before

Damon to examine the wounds on

demand.

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

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

of the red marks on

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