The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 162

BOOK 2 CHAPTER 85

~DAMON~

“I’m telling you, they must be somewhere close,” Hunter says as he looks around us. “The information I’ve gotten from my trusted source has to be true. He’s never let me down in the past.”

We’ve been searching for hours. f*****g hours. According to Hunter, someone had seen those damn men taking Autumn and Clarissa along this path. Yet, there were still no signs of them.

“If they did anything to Autumn or Clarissa, they would never live to see another f*****g day.” Atticus growls.

I couldn’t believe I’d let them take her. I couldn’t believe that I was not strong enough to protect her.

It bothered me that I’d failed her not once but multiple times. How was I such a horrible mate?

Atticus suddenly stops walking, and I turn to look at him.

“What’s wrong?” I ask.

Could he sense that Autumn was in pain?

“I sense her.” He whispers as he looks around him, searching the woods for her.

“You’re sure?” Austin asks him as he also tries to search his surrounding for her.

“I’m certain.” He answers him. “I would know Autumn’s scent anywhere.”

This was a good sign. We were heading in the right direction. It turns out that Hunter’s source was reliable indeed.

I tell the

“ATTICUS!”

It was Autumn’s voice.

was indeed here. I looked behind her, hoping to see Clarissa, but there was still

her halfway. He picks her up and

over to them, “Where is Clarissa?” I

cheeks were wet,

stay.” She tells me. “I begged her to let

do something to her? Where the hell is

her with

cold at her

it did to her, but then they lied and told her you were dead. I think she needed to feel the pain to

she?” I demand.

on fire.” She informs me. “Everything is

Please

It took us a few minutes, but I knew we were at our destination

inside there with her?” I demand. I couldn’t wait to sink my teeth into

plan all along. They wanted Clarissa to lose control. I’m not sure why he didn’t do the same to me. I think they were experimenting and wasn’t sure how well it would work on us;

my eyes; they’d done their parts and left before we could reach them. They must have known we would

Atticus demands as he grabs my shoulder. “That house is burning down. You can’t go in there. We can find another way to get her out. Clarissa controls that

don’t f*****g care!”

and ran into the

as I shielded my face from the fire with my

where to look for her, but I wouldn’t give

“CLARISSA!”

bastards told her that I was dead. I can’t imagine the pain she’d felt

are you?” I shout. “Say something!

there was no response. I groaned as a wooden board fell on top of me. I kick

at me. Her eyes seemed distant and cold. She looked nothing like what I remembered. She had the