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.

grins when he shoots

get to brag anymore when Armando rips the ball from his hand and

a good

At least we were having

enough games. We can’t waste any more time. I can’t stop

Ten minutes to midnight.

I f*****g hate this.

He always knew when it was becoming too much

each of us a kiss on the

and into our rooms. Not our bedroom,

our ancestors could have possibly

wouldn’t be a problem for me; I’ve slept around

we met during the full moon had consented to s*x or not. That’s where the problem came in. It was a sickness, and I was ashamed of it. I was not okay with doing anything against

feel sick to

to explain to her that he was locked 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

us all feel sick inside, but we were learning to live with it. We were also

wasn’t something we could control. It came and went as it pleased every full moon night. It was one night