The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 175

BOOK 3 CHAPTER 11

~DANTE~

The screams erupted around me the second that I stepped into the ring. It helps cancel out the pain inside my heart. Images of Anya in front of me distract me for a second, but when my opponent takes his first swing at me, I’m back to defend myself.

I duck from his second attack and let him try again. My technique was to let them fight first, get them tired, and then hit them with most of my strength. So far, I’ve never met an opponent with whom I had to use every method I knew. None of them were stronger than me.

Maybe it was my emotional pain fueling my determination to win the matches. However, it wasn’t even about winning; it was mostly about forgetting the grief inside of my heart, even if it was only for a few minutes.

I let my opponent get another punch at me; I ignore the pain in my jaw. I allowed him to hit me because I needed the pain.

After a few more punches, I finally begin my counterattack.

I can hear the applause get louder as I begin winning the fight, a mixture of males and females cheering me on.

I use the sound to bury the pain. I wish it lasted longer.

No one understood me. My family. Friends. Enemies.

No one could understand why I was still in love with Anya. They expected me to let go of her after her death. They expected me to forget about her.

I didn’t know how to explain it to anyone. Anya never treated me well enough for me to love her this deeply. But loving her had nothing to do with what she did or didn’t do. The love in my heart was true and pure.

whole heart. When she died, I lost a part of me. A portion of me that would

about Anya. They didn’t know

best to

disagreed with me, partly because this made Willow’s life more difficult. Everyone saw

despite the wrongs she’s done.

bell rings suddenly, breaking me out of my thoughts. I hadn’t even realized I’d won the fight already. The cheers are louder than before. The referee grabbed my arm and lifted it to signal that I was the winner. I

ring. “Always a pleasure watching you fight. Hope

back before

telling what else I’ll do that would bring me straight back here to

to

was a casual outfit in here. She purposefully pushed herself closer so I could get a good view

My jaw clenches.

I have your number?”

I answer

surprised, “I don’t

haven’t met anyone unaware of my marriage to Willow. However, it’s never enough to stop women from approaching me. Even

my number?” She asks desperately. “You can call me whenever you need someone

pass,” Jaguar tells her. “This

her arms as she walks

“Thanks.”

“I can’t have my best fighter harassed just after a fight. Call me

and walk away before someone else

to go home, but there wasn’t anything else left for me

shouts as I walk towards my