The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

Chapter 251

Book 3 Chapter 86

~WILLOW~

I was too late. Dante was lying on the ground while they announced the winner. He wasn’t moving, and his eyes were closed.

My mind and heart were racing together as I fought back the tears. How could he let them do this to him?

Everything was so loud but nothing was as loud as the wild beating of my heart, threatening to explode in my chest.

I’ve seen Dante get beaten before in the past, but nothing could compare to this. There was so much blood everywhere, and it wasn’t easy to recognize his face. My heart could not handle it. It was bleeding just as much as he was.

His opponent was standing above him with a look of pride on his face. He was happy he’d done this to him. While I knew this was just a match, I’ve never hated someone as much as I hated him now.

“DANTE!” I scream at the top of my lungs. He wouldn’t hear me, not with the loud spectators around us. Dante was everyone’s favorite, and he’d lost all matches. They were all in disbelief.

I tried to rush past security, but they weren’t letting me get through.

“He’s my husband!” I shout. “We went through this last time! Let me in! I beg of you, let me go to him!”

“No one is allowed back there.” They growl. “It’s only for fighters. Stay back, or we will have to escort you outside.”

“Please!” I beg. “I need to go to him.”

There was no one tending to his wounds. Everyone was more concerned that he’d lost the match, while others were happy that the opponent had won. Everyone who placed bets against him was grinning from ear to ear.

It was hard to watch.

her out!”

backward, I couldn’t

ground started to turn to ice. My gaze

and they shrugged their shoulders. This wasn’t their doing; it only meant that

me all let go as

what I needed right

used that opportunity to run into the ring. Everyone was too surprised with what was happening to pay any attention to me. It was the first time I was grateful for the power to

squeezes tighter when I drop myself onto the

shouted when I got

even worse than I

did he do this

Why?

when I call out to him over and

beaten him

touches his cheek, his body jumps. He still doesn’t open his eyes. I moved my other hand onto his chest; I was as gentle as possible. I didn’t want to hurt him more than he

head thrashes from side to

I whisper. “Wake

He was forcing it. I move my hand to his neck and place his

He croaks as he finally manages to

directly into my eyes. I can see the disbelief in his face. He doesn’t believe that I’m here. He