The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 109

Book 2 Chapter 32

~CLARISSA~

“Something is wrong,” I whisper. “The fire should still be surrounding us.”

How was this even possible?

I was happy it was gone, but it didn’t change the fact that nothing made sense. It was here just a minute ago. One minute Damon and I were trying to find a way to escape, and the next, we had nothing to escape from.

“We should get out of here immediately,” Damon says as he examines our surroundings. There wasn’t any visible danger, but that didn’t mean we were safe.

“Whatever caused that fire is still around. They’re messing with us. I don’t know what they have planned, but we must return to the others. They need to know that we may or may not have another unknown enemy.”

Right. Back to the engagement. As soon as we returned, the party would continue as though it had never stopped.

I was sure Anya was making a scene back home since Damon had left to find me during their engagement ceremony. She would be pissed, no doubt. Damon didn’t seem to be bothered about her. He was too busy being frustrated over the decisions I’ve been making lately.

“I don’t want to be there,” I whisper. I did not want to go back. Not tonight. Not while that party was still ongoing.

Damon paused his movements so that he could look back at me.

“What?” he asks. I can feel the tension in the air between us increase.

“I don’t want to be at that party, Damon,” I say. “It’s why I came into the woods, to begin with. I don’t want to go back there. I’ll do anything not to have to witness that ceremony.”

He runs a hand down his face and sighs, “Clarissa, you don’t expect to remain here after what just happened, do you? And you’re crazy if you think I’ll leave you here just because you asked me to.”

“No,” I mumble. “But I’m not going back there either.”

with our situation. I’m not sure which of those has him angry right now. Judging by the glare he gives me next, it’s safe to say that I’m the one he’s upset with. But according to him, I’m never the

she couldn’t find you anywhere?” He demands. “Do you understand

him. I’m aware of what I did, but it doesn’t mean I’m proud of my actions. Doesn’t he realize how painful it would be for

endanger your life?” He demands. “Why don’t you realize by now that every time something happens

he have

I demand, answering his

He frowns, “do what?”

put my life in danger when it concerns him? If he gave me what I wanted, I wouldn’t have to resort to doing these crazy things to get

things like this.” I

demands. How can he be

Atticus, and Griffin would never tell me that my careless actions turn their whole worlds upside down. They would never get so worked up over my disappearance as you do. You have always protected me more than they have done. I know they care about me also, but it’s different with you. I can sense the difference; I can feel it in my heart. Yet, you keep denying everything. You expect me to forget my feelings when

he’s been doing all along. I don’t think he’s ever considered that he

I loved. I didn’t want him to change his behavior towards me now

as he steps closer

us. I wanted him to tell me he wanted

a few inches away from my body. “Don’t apologize. I’m tired of your apologies, Damon. I don’t want to

my apology?” He whispers. I can hear the pain in his voice, and it

wish I had met you under different circumstances. However, if they hadn’t adopted you, I may have never met you. I may have never gotten the chance to protect you the way that I love doing. In a way, I’m glad that they did, I’m glad that I got the chance to have you close to me. I have mixed emotions

What did this mean? Was this the closest thing to a

like I was the one that he wanted. And maybe, I felt this way because Damon himself had no idea what he wanted. He

same last name as yours, if we had met under different circumstances, just two strangers who happened to like each other. Would you have chosen to be with me then? Would you have given me everything that I want now?”

response to that question. I needed to listen

my heart was racing in

Damon,” I beg. “Tell me that we would have had a chance. Tell me what I

his answer would change our situation now. What difference would it make? Why did I need to hear it from

as he seems to

“Clarissa—”

to finish. He doesn’t get to answer me because we hear footsteps and someone

No. No. No.