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.

Ares grins when

doesn’t get to brag anymore when Armando rips the ball from his hand and dunks

good game!” Alaric

were having some

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

Ten minutes to midnight.

I f*****g hate this.

knew when it was becoming too much for me. Alaric was a

She gives each of us

rooms. Not

ancestors could have

f**k over and over again 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 we were doing. We would wake up the next

consented to s*x or not. That’s where the

sick to my

he disappeared on every full moon. We tried to explain to her that he was locked up and wouldn’t roam around sleeping with other women because of this. It didn’t

us did. We were disgusted by ourselves also. It made us all feel sick inside, but we were learning to

went as it pleased every full moon night.