The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 267

Book 4 Chapter 2

~SCARLETT~

I couldn’t believe this. Carter has been cheating on my sister all this time? What the hell is wrong with him? She’s perfect in every way; she’s the best girlfriend any man would want. How on earth could he do this to her?

I couldn’t stand here and watch this like Clara’s so-called friends. We weren’t that close, but she was still my sister. I would not let some loser hurt her in front of hundreds of other students.

I push Amy out of my way and storm toward them. No one is paying any attention to me, but when have they ever done that? I was almost invisible, and even though I loved that about my life, I was finally stepping into the spotlight today to save my sister.

“How could you?” I hear Clara scream as I grow closer to them.

He doesn’t answer her; he gives her zero explanations.

“How many were there?” She demands from him. “Did you sleep with the entire school? How many were there, Carter? I thought you loved me. I foolishly trusted every word that came out of your filthy mouth. You’re a disgusting piece of s**t, and I hope you one day suffer like what you’re doing to me today.”

“I never tried hiding it from you. I’m a free man. I don’t have to worry about finding a mate. I want to live my life. I don’t plan on ever settling down. Not for you, not for

I forgot to mention before, I’d say it now: Carter’s family has suffered a curse for generations. His family is the only one of our kind that was not blessed with mates. It sounds unbelievable since mates are the one thing separating werewolves from everyone else. I don’t know the exact story, but they were cursed. Because

be an a*s to my sister because of it. His excuse was dumb, and he still didn’t

my sister like this; she’s always been one to compose herself, afraid of ruining her reputation. She must be in a lot of pain to do this out in the open for

her do anymore to her reputation; she would regret

from my sister to me. It’s the first time we’ve looked into each other’s eyes. I’m startled a little at first from seeing him this close. It’s unfair that someone with such a dirty character is given so many good looks as well. Maybe that’s why his character is so poor: because of his eyes, he thinks he’s better than everyone else. He thinks that he can treat anyone in whatever way he wishes to because he knows that he will get another woman in a snap

never stayed over for dinner with my parents, and we never said a word to each

the look on his face, he recognizes me; at least he knows I’m Clara’s younger sister. It would be a shame

including from my sister. No one expected a bookworm like me to do something like that. I

the punch. Instead, he rubs his

sister, you dumb jerk!” I shout. He quirks a brow at me, and I feel like punching him for a second time. I grab Clara’s hand and pull her