The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

How could they possibly kill me? From what I’ve heard, there had to be a specific weapon to kill my

father; I assume it would be the same for me. But my father wasn’t a hybrid; I am one; maybe I can be

killed like any other werewolf.

Dash looks at me, and he smirks. Once again, he was reading my mind, invading my privacy.

“Aren’t you supposed to be the good guys?” I demand. “You’re supposed to protect the people. I

haven’t once harmed anyone innocent. I don’t hurt others for my pleasure. Are you so scared of a girl

that’s done nothing to you or anyone around you because of who her father is?”

Alistair narrows his eyes, “we are the good guys. You may think we’re being too harsh, but sometimes

we need to make the hard decisions that no one else is willing to make. If you were any average

person, none of this would have happened to you. You can’t change who your father was, Autumn.

He’s the reason you are in this position.”

Yet another reason to hate Azai Reign. It’s official; he will haunt me for the rest of my life. He didn’t

want me as a baby, and even as a grown woman, he was still causing trouble for me.

Instead of moving me to a torture room, I’m surprised when they carry me to the balcony.

Are they planning on hurting me out in the open? They tied my hands behind my back with a piece of

string; it had to be something that would prevent me from using my power; they weren’t stupid enough

to tie my hands with any regular string and expect me not to get free.

“I’m sorry,” Dash whispered as he finished tying my hands. I don’t have time to ask him why when the

first wave of pain hits me.

My eyes widen just as a cry rocks the atmosphere. It takes me a few minutes to realize the screams

are coming from my mouth.

I didn’t know what was happening; all I knew was that my body was on fire. It felt like someone had

thrown me into a fire pit.

I wanted to beg them to stop; I wanted to let them know that it was too much, but I didn’t want to seem

weak. I didn’t want to give the overlords the satisfaction of knowing how badly I was in pain.

I close my eyes and swallow my pain. To help, I let myself think of all the good times I had with Atticus.

I imagined that he was here, next to me, holding my hands, promising me that he was near. I imagined

that he was kissing me, giving me the strength that I needed to keep on fighting.

They were waiting for me to snap; they wanted to see if I could break free from their hold on me. If I

showed too much power, they would never free me.

But I was weak. I didn’t have enough power to break free. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t let go. I

couldn’t escape. I was not my father. I didn’t have his strength. Soon enough, they would realize that I

was harmless; I wouldn’t cause the same problems that my father did.

I wince when the pain increases suddenly.

Stay strong, Autumn. Stay strong.

. . . . .

~ATTICUS~

“Is everything ready for the ambush?” Hunter asks his men.

My hands were shaking; I couldn’t control my anger and anxiety as I waited for the signal. It was taking

too long; everything was taking too long to get to Autumn.

I f*****g missed her so much. I wanted to have her in my arms. I wanted to tell her I remembered her; I

wanted her to know I had remembered every second of falling in love with her the first time. I wanted

her to know how much she’s always meant to me.

Damon squeezes my shoulder, “don’t worry, brother. She’s going to be okay. We’re going to bring her

back home safely.”

My jaw clenched; I wasn’t sure if she was okay. I wasn’t sure what condition they had her in. All I knew

was that Autumn had sacrificed herself for my family. I’ve never met another woman like her. No one

compared to her, absolutely no one.

“We know where all their guards are; with this information, we can easily enter their palace,” Austin

says. “That’s where it will get a little tricky. They have many traps throughout that building to prevent

enemies from getting to them. Prepare for the worst the moment that you step inside.”

I’m trying to pay attention to all of the last-minute warnings. We didn’t have much time to prepare. The

Blackners helped leak some information to us, but we weren’t sure how accurate any of it was. Only

when we got inside would we be able to confirm what was true and what was a lie.

I’m about to say something when suddenly, I can’t move. My heart and body hurt like never before.

This pain was unlike anything I’d ever experienced. Suddenly, I understand what’s happening; I know

why I feel this horrible.

They’re hurting her. They’re hurting my mate.

I blink once, then twice, and let out an angry roar. All eyes are on me.

“What’s going on?” Hunter asks as he joins my side.

“They’re hurting her,” I tell him. “I can feel her pain.”

My knuckles tightened, and I tried breathing because f**k me, I forgot how to do it. I can’t think or focus

on anything around me. All I can think about is her and what they’re doing to her.

“It’s time to move!” Hunter roars.

“We will get to her in time,” Clarissa assured me.

Griffin and Dante are also here, and so is Autumn’s family. They’re all panicking, just like I am.

I tried to clear my head despite the constant tension in my heart.

I was coming, Autumn. Just wait a little longer for me, I’m coming for you, and nothing and no one can

f*****g stop me.

. . . . . . . . . . .

~ANYA~

“Austin, Hunter, James, Lucas, Arthur, and so many others are helping them.” Our spy informs my

mother. “I’ve never seen an army of so many powerful people come together to fight against the

overlords. They’re going to war to free Autumn.”

I watch as my mother’s face turns red with anger. It may surprise her, but I knew how many people

cared about the Fawns; I knew how many people also adored Autumn. I didn’t understand why they

did, but it didn’t change the fact that it was true.

“What the hell are so many people doing helping them?” My mother screams. “They’re ruining my

f*****g plans!”

Out of all the times I’ve seen my mother angry, this was the worst. Her plan was working until powerful

packs decided to help the Fawns.

“You should have been prepared, mother.” I taunt her as she loves doing to me. “The Fawns have

many allies; it was expected they would have help from so many people. With the kind of money that

they have, they can also pay anyone to help them.”

“This is not good.” She hissed. “If Autumn gets freed from the overlords, we won’t get another chance

to get rid of Atticus’s parents. They will be too powerful. No one will be able to stop them.”

“Do you think the overlords may win the battle?” I ask the spy.

He shrugs his shoulders, “I only share information, miss. I cannot see the future. But the Fawns have

an almost unbeatable team on their side. The overlords possess plenty of power, and the council is

there to help them, but there’s no telling who will win the fight.”

“Knowing how the council works, they will ask the overlords to let her go.” My mother says with worry in

her voice. “They’re brutal fighters, but they don’t enter battles if they know there’s a high possibility they

will lose.”

“Then what do you propose that we do?” I ask her. My mother wasn’t one to give up because of a slight

inconvenience. Her plan was working perfectly until now. If Autumn were freed, we would need another

plan. Her plans weren’t the only ones that were getting messed up by the sudden turn of events. My

chances of being with Atticus had also decreased now that he was so close to getting her back. I was

willing to do whatever it took to make my mother’s plan work.

“I have to attack now.” She says as her eyes light up. “It isn’t what I initially planned to do, but I’ll have

to make it a surprise attack. I’ll hold them hostage until their children return. One by one, I would hurt

every person close to their hearts while they watched. It isn’t my original plan, but it’s better than letting

them live happily.”

She was planning on kidnapping Atticus’s parents. This is insane. This was not how the plan was

supposed to go. If she kidnapped them, wouldn’t that mean they would know who I am? I wasn’t ready

to reveal the truth.

“Does this mean you’ll tell them the truth about me?” I ask. “Are you going to tell them I’m your

daughter? I’m not sure if that’s the right thing to do, mother.”

I had to convince her that this wasn’t the right plan.

She shook her head, “not yet.” She answers me. “I’ll wait for the last few minutes of their lives to inform

them about you.”

I breathe a sigh of relief.

I was terrified of Atticus’s reaction when he finally learned the truth about me. I didn’t want him to hate

me. Autumn had already turned him against me; I couldn’t imagine what would happen when he found

out that my mother hated his parents. I can’t imagine what he would do when he realized that I helped

my mother with many of her plans to destroy his relationship with Autumn.

We’re also the reason there will be a fight between the overlords and his family.

There’s so much that he still didn’t know, and I didn’t ever want Atticus to know any of this.

If it were up to me, he would never find out the truth.