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.

was much worse than we initially thought. Why would she want to

room, and to my horror, the windows were already covered with flames. After searching the entire house, it was confirmed that

on my skin, threatening to hurt me. I blinked once, then twice; I couldn’t believe

realize that I was missing, and even if

that could save

closing in on me. I screamed as a piece

back to the first room I was in; it was

look around, trying to figure out how to get out of there

be missing something. I could 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

arm in pain when the flames finally catch up to me. I had

alive, what proof would I

out a scream of

prove who Anya indeed was. I had to.

me; it was a strange feeling, unlike anything I’d ever

to realize that the sound was coming from me. I didn’t understand why

me the way. It doesn’t take me long to start to move forward. I walked between it, and for some strange reason, I completely trusted it

wall. Why was it pointing me to this painting? I slowly lifted it off the wall and watched as a

I was holding in my hands, but the moment I did, the ground shook

It was her—the witch.

picture was staring me straight in the eye. A picture that had only been freed because of the fire that was set to trap

were howling in my

the path before

house burn to the

picture closer to my eyes, taking a good look

Anya with the witch that had tried to kill me. She was hugging her tightly with another girl next to

Everything that we once thought was a lie. Anya wasn’t under

this picture, it’s

why she was so desperate to

I was still in front of this burning