The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 290 ~CARTER~

Tonight was a f*****g full moon. It was the one night of every month that my family dreaded the most.

Our dark secret.

I close my eyes while holding onto the ball in my hand. I sensed Alaric just as he tried to take it from me.

“You’re too slow,” I say as I shoot and score.

I open my eyes to see his amused smile.

“We have incoming!” He shouts as Armando rushes for the ball.

Alaric grabs it in time, but Apollo shoves him, allowing Ares to snatch it.

We were all lining up for tonight. It was our last game before my mother locked us all up in separate rooms, chained to the ground.

Blaze, Cole, and Conor didn’t have to worry about this sickness. It only happened once we turned seventeen. At the age of twenty-one, I was used to this by now, but it still was not something I enjoyed going through every f*****g month.

when he shoots and

brag anymore when Armando rips the ball from his hand and

good game!”

were having some fun before

“You know what time it is. That’s enough games. We can’t waste

Ten minutes to midnight.

I f*****g hate this.

my frustration. He always knew when it

She says. She gives each of us a kiss on the

each other as we walked down to the basement and into our rooms. Not our bedroom, the

was a sick curse in my mind. I didn’t understand what our ancestors could have possibly done to

until the beast was satisfied. Usually, that wouldn’t be a problem for me; I’ve slept around with many women. However, this was different; we didn’t know what

where the problem came in. It was a sickness, and I was ashamed of it. I was not okay with doing anything

me feel sick to

up and wouldn’t roam around sleeping with other women because of this. It didn’t work. She didn’t want to hear a single thing any of us had to say. I know that he’s trying to win her back, but she’s too disgusted by him to

all feel sick inside,

It came and went as it pleased every full moon night. It was one night where we would lose