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

“ATTICUS!”

It was Autumn’s voice.

behind her, hoping to see Clarissa, but there was

arms as he meets her halfway. He picks her up and kisses

them,

were wet,

tells me. “I begged her to let me help

mean?” I demand. “Did they do

injected her

blood runs cold

to feel the

is she?” I demand. “Take

place is on fire.” She informs me. “Everything

don’t care. Please take me to

I ran behind her, letting her lead me to my mate. It took us a few minutes, but I

with her?” I demand. I couldn’t wait to sink my teeth into them and rip

they were nowhere around. I think this was their plan all along. They wanted Clarissa to lose control. I’m not sure why he didn’t

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

don’t f*****g care!” I

ran

I shouted as I shielded my

to look for her, but I

“CLARISSA!”

was dead.

are you?” I shout.

wooden board fell on top of me. I kick it away and ignore the pain in my

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