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.”

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 one he’s angry with. But it’s possible that he

didn’t tell us that she couldn’t find you anywhere?” He demands. “Do you understand the danger you put

at him. I’m aware of what I did, but it doesn’t mean I’m proud of my actions. Doesn’t he

don’t you realize by now that every time something

he have to

demand, answering his question with

He frowns, “do what?”

with me for putting my life in danger yet again. Doesn’t he realize by now that I only 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

say things like

like what?” He demands. How can he be

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 you keep being this protective over me. You expect me to throw everything away when your words make my heart skip a beat every damn time. Don’t you realize by now that your

even realized what he’s been

I didn’t want him to stop doing the things that I loved. I didn’t want him to change his behavior towards me now that he understood what it was

he whispers as he steps

wanted him to fight for me instead of saying there was no chance for us. I wanted him to tell me he wanted me just as desperately as I needed him. There were so many things that

I stop him as he stops a few inches away from my body. “Don’t apologize. I’m tired of your apologies, Damon. I don’t want to listen to another one from

He whispers. I can hear the pain in his voice, and it tugs

have never met you. I may have never gotten the chance to protect you the way that I love

couldn’t believe those words were coming from Damon’s mouth. What did this mean? Was this the

the one that he wanted. And maybe, I felt this way because

same last name as yours, if we had met under different circumstances, just two strangers who happened to like each

to hear his response to that question.

searched mine, and my heart was racing in

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

now. What difference

like he’s in pain as he seems to have an inner battle

“Clarissa—”

to answer me because we hear footsteps and someone calling his

No. No. No.