The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 120

Book 2 Chapter 43

~CLARISSA~

Empty.

The house was completely empty.

Anya must have cleared it after discovering we had hired someone to monitor her. It’s why she told me to stay away from her home. She was only trying to provoke me.

If I had told anyone about it, they would have thought I was making everything up to stop the wedding. Maybe that’s what she wanted all along.

She wanted to make me look like a fool. She wanted to play the victim once more.

I dropped myself onto the floor and buried my face in my hands. This was my last chance to stop the wedding. It was my last chance to prevent Damon from ruining his life for me.

I couldn’t believe it was all over. Anya had played me. She did this to distract me from the wedding. She knew I would go to the house as a last resort. She knew I would try to find evidence.

How could I have been so stupid?

I slowly lift my head from my hands after realizing something I should have noticed sooner.

What was that scent? The sound?

I’ve heard it before in the forest.

Where was it coming from? I picked myself off the ground and walked out of the room, only to realize that all the exits were on fire.

A chill runs down my spine as I soon realize Anya’s true plan. She wanted to kill me in this house. It wasn’t just a distraction; she wanted me dead.

much worse than we initially thought. Why would she want to kill me? To get me out of Damon’s

to my horror, the windows were already covered with flames. After searching the entire house,

the heat pouncing on my skin, threatening to hurt me.

was here except Anya. No one would even realize that I was missing, and even if they did, they wouldn’t know

this time, I was the only one that could save

getting closer and closer, closing in on me. I screamed as a piece of wood dropped onto

the first room I was in; it was the

look around, trying to figure out how to get

try shifting into my wolf, but recently it hasn’t been that easy and even if I did, I would still be trapped. I didn’t have much time to think about anything. I had to

had to suck it up. It

what proof would I have to blame Anya

out a scream

Anya indeed was. I had to. I

eyes as I felt something move inside of me; it was a strange

sound was coming from me. I didn’t understand why I was screaming; all I knew was that

me the way. It doesn’t take me long to start to move forward. I walked between

to this painting? I slowly lifted it off

took me a minute to realize what I was holding in my hands, but the moment I did, the

It was her—the witch.

in the eye. A picture that had only been freed because of the fire that was set

to comprehend what was happening. The flames were howling in my ear, reminding me it was time

the path before the fire can burn

my chest as I watch the house burn to the ground before my eyes. It was

good look at it for a second time.

had tried to kill me. She

all along. Everything that we once thought was a lie. Anya wasn’t under a spell; she was working

by this picture, it’s possible that she was her mom

she was so desperate to marry Damon? Was she

was still in front of this burning house with the