The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 179

BOOK 3 CHAPTER 15

~DANTE~

“A kissing booth?” I ask Damon, surprised at what I’d just learned.

Why on earth did they come up with that idea? That sounds like trouble.

“It’s not a booth,” Damon answers me. “It’s a private room where any girl could come in and make out with guys from the academy.”

“And you’re telling me there’s no way we could get out of this?” I demand. “There should be a f*****g rule that excludes married men, at least.”

“If there was a rule like that, what the hell am I supposed to do?” Damon demands. “I’m not married to Clarissa. Not yet.”

This was the first discussion we’d had like this in a while. It felt good but still strained.

“Does the girl have a say on who she’s getting to kiss?” I ask him.

He shook his head, “she doesn’t know. It’s a surprise. To make things fair, they won’t know until they enter the room.”

“Autumn and Clarissa are probably losing their f*****g minds,” I mutter.

“And what about Willow?” Atticus asks as he sneaks up behind us.

“Fuck.” I growl. “Why do you always show up in time to be a pain in my a*s?”

He shrugs, “Someone needs to be here to guide you along the right path.”

him, “why did you mention Willow?”

think that she would

It wouldn’t affect her as badly. Not

of the one I

kiss? Why can’t I forget it? I was half asleep when that kiss happened. It shouldn’t be this

as he taps my shoulder, “I’ve made similar mistakes in the past. I don’t want

jaw clenches. He’d made mistakes; I’m aware of that. However, he was never actually in

one that loved her; even Damon didn’t love her. They both had women that they truly loved, and both of them

same. Anya must have been my mate. I may never know the truth, the spell died with her, and with her death, I couldn’t tell genuinely. However, the pain I felt may be all I needed to confirm that Anya was my mate. But if she was, wouldn’t she have had some feelings for me as well? Or did she bury those

way to get out of this kissing booth nonsense,” Atticus

Griffin announces. “I

think that way. He wasn’t in love with anyone, as far as

to take part, you can,” Atticus tells him. “However, for the three of us, we need to find a way to make sure that the only woman kissing us is the

meant to say the two of them.

need is to find a way to let Autumn know who’s entering the room,”

I know that it shouldn’t bother me, but it did. It bothers me because

I could think of. For that reason, I had to find a way to ensure that

had no choice but to take part, but there wasn’t a rule that f****d

to my room,” I

Atticus asks. “I thought we were going to drink some

“I’m exhausted. What those