The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

Chapter 237

Book 3 Chapter 72

~WILLOW~

I woke up in Dante’s room, but there was no sign of him anywhere. I felt sore between my legs but was totally satisfied. I can’t remember ever feeling this happy. In fact, it’s the happiest I’ve ever felt in my entire life.

I was only worried that I had pushed Dante too far. I knew he wasn’t ready to sleep with me, but I couldn’t help myself. When I went into heat, all I could think about was him being inside me. I’d never felt anything that intense before, and it was impossible for me to ignore it.

Thankfully, Dante gave in and did what I needed the most.

I walk over to the mirror and am not surprised when I see his markings all over my body. Dante had bitten and sucked on every part of my body last night. I blushed at the reminder of how passionate he’d acted. He behaved like a man who’d lost all control for his woman.

I shivered at the reminder of having him inside me multiple times last night. It was a mixture of pain and pleasure. It was painful when Dante wasn’t inside me but the moment that he was everything felt amazing and perfect.

I didn’t think that there was anything that could possibly make me happier than I felt right now.

I was walking on cloud nine when I exited the room after getting dressed. I wore his marks proudly, and I knew that everyone would know what we did last night. However, I didn’t care, not even the least.

There was just one problem. Why did he leave? Why didn’t he wait for me to wake up? Was he having second thoughts about everything?

That was the only fear that I had at this moment. Dante wasn’t exactly ready for it at first; it was only because of my pain that he gave into it finally.

I try to push those negative thoughts out of my head as I walk into the kitchen in search of him.

night.” Autumn teases me as she

gave each other knowing looks, and I tried hard not to

you know where Dante is?” I ask them. “He wasn’t in the

with Atticus about

“Thank you!”

them to tease me anymore as I ran toward the room. I had to see him. After last night, I

. . . .

~DANTE~

emotions were in

been staring at Anya’s picture all morning, and I couldn’t help but feel guilty. I promised Willow that

the next day, I

much that she affected my life even when she was

I still felt guilty. I still

damn mess and needed someone to talk to before I did something stupid like make

to leave, but I couldn’t get these f*****g thoughts and feelings of guilt out of

of

Atticus tells me as he takes

didn’t even want to look at my face in a