The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 157

BOOK 2 CHAPTER 80

~CLARISSA~

There was fire everywhere, and for the first time in my life, I felt powerful. I didn’t have to wonder where it came from anymore. I knew this time that this fire belonged to me. It was listening to my command, helping me as it had done in Anya’s home.

What did this mean? Who the hell am I?

“Clarissa!” I heard a scream that I recognized immediately.

I look up and feel happiness seep through my body when I see Autumn with tears in her eyes staring at me.

“Say good night, princess.”

That’s the last thing I remember hearing before everything goes completely blank.

The next time I open my eyes, I’m strapped to a table with a bright light above my head.

I look around the room and am surprised when I see Autumn on a table next to me, strapped down. Why did they have both of us here? Where was Damon?

Please tell me they didn’t hurt him. Please tell me he’s okay.

“Autumn,” I croak. “Wake up!”

closed, and I know I must keep trying. She had the power to get us

out where the hell this

“Autumn!” I shout louder.

and she looks around the

relief. “Do

around us before she completely freezes. She looks over at

me sad to see

her.

that.” She shook her head. “Look

frown. Look at my arm. It was a weird request, but I did as she asked. I was surprised when I saw a symbol that wasn’t there before. It was

weird symbol, one that I didn’t recognize—a circle with a

me?” I ask in horror. “Did they brand me with this

born with that symbol. They did not have to put it

ask

father?” She asks. “Azai Reign. The sorcerer who tried to rule the world. I was the only sibling out of three that didn’t possess the dark symbol. My other two siblings were born with

trying

us.” She says. “You’re the daughter of Azai Reign. You are a Reign. And most importantly,

do is stare at the bright lights above me. It’s not possible. I cannot be his daughter. I cannot be a

deny it, I couldn’t deny the things I’d seen or the power inside of me that had

waiting for the right opportunity to break free, and

to me made sense now. It’s why they referred to my sister multiple times. It’s been Autumn

someone so insane. A part of me always hoped that my parents were alive, but I was happy that he was gone. I can’t imagine what life would have been like

now, I wish my father was someone else, but there’s no use running from it. And if I had a chance to wish for a sister, I would have wished for someone