The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 161

BOOK 2 CHAPTER 84

~CLARISSA~

“Tell me you’re lying!” I scream. “Tell me you’re lying to me! Tell me Damon is still alive!”

This couldn’t be happening. I’ve loved him for so long that I can’t imagine not having him in my life anymore. Skyler had to be lying to me. He just had to be. I wanted to grab onto his shirt and demand that he tells me the truth.

“I’m sorry, princess.” He apologizes. “Damon is dead. You should feel the broken bond by now, you never completed the mate bond with him, but I’m sure you can still feel the loss of him.”

“Nooo,” I scream as I cover my ears.

“Let me go!” Autumn shouts. “She needs me. Please let me go to her!”

“If you want to go to her, you must find the strength to break free on your own, Autumn. Just like you’ve done in the past.” He answers her. “However, it isn’t going to be as easy as before. I’ve made sure to add a little extra this time.”

Something wasn’t right. Whatever he’d put inside of me, it was finally beginning to affect me.

“What did you do?” I demand.

“Nothing that won’t help you overcome the grief of losing someone you love.” He answers me before leaving the room, leaving Autumn and me behind.

“I’m so sorry, Clarissa.” Autumn apologizes. Why was she apologizing? She wasn’t responsible for any of this.

they done to me?” I

of control. The fire inside of me was threatening to break free. My veins

no longer being in my life also sent me insane. If I didn’t have him, I would lose all control. But I didn’t want to trust Skyler’s

as she tries

fire seeps into the room from the outside.

Autumn says as she spots it the same time as I do. It was

down from the table but pauses when she takes a

was stopping her

was able to break free from

it. Or was it possible that she couldn’t use her power on me? Maybe they didn’t work on each other. It could be a possibility. We still

they brought us here? To experiment

that I mean the world to him. I can see

screamed in agony, and the straps around me

then and helps me down onto

of

“What?” She demands, surprised.

Autumn,” I tell

demands. “What’s wrong, Clarissa? Tell me

I manage to say before

“I can help you. I’m not going to

realize how dangerous it was to stay with me. Those bastards had done this to me. Whatever it was they’d injected into me

knew exactly what they were doing; this was planned long

shout.

“I’m your sister. I