The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 185

BOOK 3 CHAPTER 21

~DANTE~

I must be hallucinating. Willow wouldn’t be here. There’s no possible way that she’s standing a few feet away from the ring while screaming my name. Yet, it all felt so real. She looked real. All of this looked real.

Maybe I’d been punched so much in my face that I was seeing things. But why, out of everyone, would I see her?

I looked behind her, and to my horror, my siblings were also there.

f**k.

They were all there. Everyone except Griffin. It meant that I wasn’t hallucinating. Willow was indeed here. That wasn’t the only thing that made me panic. The fact that those f*****g guards had their hands on her made me furious. No one should ever put their hands on her unless they wanted them cut off!

My eyes widen when I see her eyes roll back in her head. It didn’t take me long to realize what was happening.

She’s going into shock. It’s happening again. I knew what came right after. I knew what was going to happen.

f**k! f**k! f**k!

I had to get to her. She needed me.

I grab my opponent by his wrist when he tries to hit me with another punch. I pulled him onto the ground and trapped him in an arm lock. I don’t let go until the referee stops the fight. I didn’t care that I’d just won the fight after planning to lose it. All I cared about was getting to Willow.

I jump out of the ring before they can announce me as the winner.

“Get your f*****g hands off my wife!” I growled at the security guard, who still held her without realizing something was happening to her.

I forcefully took her from him, she went

“Willow,” I whisper.

No response.

Damn it.

as I pick an unconscious Willow up into my arms and storm out of the arena with her. I could hear everyone asking for her name, but I

I shouted to my siblings, who were right behind me. Anything with heat would help. We weren’t home, and that made it

ran into the parking lot and placed her in the

fire, but it can’t

can drive into the woods,” Damon suggests. “There’s a track like a minute

on the accelerator and don’t stop until

spot, I lifted Willow out of the jeep and sat

I’ve seen this happen to her in the past, but this is the

terrified as I held her close against my

long?” I demand. “It’s never taken this

her in front of the fire,” Autumn suggested with worry etched in her

unfair.” Clarissa whispers, “Why does this

against her cheek; it was still

“Willow?” I whisper.

not even tiny

turning f*****g blue. I was beginning

this? Did it scare her to see

my hold on her, hoping to give

out her hand in front of

are you

heat; I’m trying to

hoping that this

palm of her hand. I watched with confusion as