The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

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The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 37

~ANYA~

“Did you hear his response to my question at the game?” My mother asks me as she throws a glass in

the sink, almost breaking it.

“Yes,” I say through clenched teeth. I heard his response to her question, and it still haunted me. It still

hadn’t sunk in that I’d completely lost Atticus. Part of him was still connected to me, but it was almost

completely gone. He was too lost over Autumn to realize how much I missed having him around.

I’d left the game when he said that one word to her. It wasn’t very comfortable to stand there while he

claimed that he would save Autumn over me. Damon and Dante tried to stop me, but I didn’t listen to

either.

How could Atticus embarrass me like that in front of everyone? We weren’t the only ones present.

Many people were surrounding us, waiting for his response, and he chose her.

I knew he was angry that I’d sent the recording to Autumn, but I don’t think that’s the only reason he’d

said what he did. He was being honest. He would choose her if he had to pick between saving one of

us.

“One job Anya, you had one job to do, and you couldn’t even do that.” She snaps. “Are you even my

daughter?”

I cringe at her question. My mother never loses the opportunity to insult me. I was trying my best;

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everything I’d ever done was to please her. I was stuck in this situation because of her.

When I first saw Atticus, I wasn’t very fond of him. I never wanted to date him, but my mother had other

plans. She was obsessed with getting her revenge on the Fawns, and I was her ticket to making that

possible. Doing things to please my mother has always made me feel like I’d accomplished something

great, and I have enjoyed doing this for her until now.

My mother was a full-blooded witch, and I was a hybrid; my father was a werewolf. He died when I was

younger.

“I did all the hard work,” she snaps. “I helped you put those spells on all three of those Fawn brothers.

All you had to do was keep Autumn away to prevent her from ever finding out that Atticus was her true

mate. And you couldn’t even do that much.”

“I don’t think Autumn knows he’s her mate.” I snap. “I made sure that she wouldn’t recognize him as

her mate. However, even a spell can’t completely wipe out her feelings for him. She loved him so much

since the beginning that it was hard for the spell to even work on her. But still, she doesn’t show any

signs that she believes he’s her mate.”

“How did Atticus mark her if he didn’t recognize her as his mate?” She demands. “Eventually, they’re

both going to realize something is going on. And if we don’t work fast, all of my plans will be squashed

in a split second. I’ve been working on this for years, building everything up to blow it up in their faces

at the right time, but that damn Autumn girl is spoiling everything. I always knew I should have gotten

rid of her a long time ago.”

I fidget with the bracelet in my hand, which Atticus had gifted me. He’s always surprised me with

presents, and they’ve somehow made me fall for him. Out of all three of them, Atticus was the only one

that had clawed his way into my heart. I wasn’t in love with him, but he was the only one I’ve always

cared about. I didn’t expect that losing him would have impacted me as much. While I was only doing

what my mother wanted, it didn’t take away from the fact that I was partly doing it because of my

feelings for him.

Keeping him away from Autumn these years had been so hard. If his parents hadn’t planned this

wedding, I would still have him wrapped around my finger. The wedding was what spoiled everything

for me. I remember how shocked I’d been after seeing the articles and reading the many messages on

my phone.

“I’m going to have to plan something to stop the two of them from getting closer.” My mother breaks

into my thoughts. “I need to make sure that I separate them. If he keeps falling for her and you can no

longer get to him, that would spoil everything for us. Autumn is dangerous. I can sense something in

her, something that no normal werewolf possesses. Being near her tonight has only confirmed this for

me.”

What was she talking about? I’ve always sensed something in Autumn, but I’ve never paid much

attention to it. Now that my mother was mentioning it, I had to wonder if she knew more than I did.

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“You promised me that no matter what your plans were, you wouldn’t harm Atticus.” I remind her. “You

know that he’s the only one I care about. Do what you must with the others but leave him alone.”

She laughs, “are you still not over your small crush on that boy? You can give up the little play now.

He’s married to Autumn. Not you. He chose her, you may not see it that way, but it’s clear who he

chose to marry. Even the spell on him didn’t stop that.”

“Promise me.”

She rolls her eyes and returns to studying the spell book in front of her, “don’t worry. I won’t hurt your

little crush. He will be fine. But I have to find something that would buy us some more time. Those two

are falling for each other at an alarming rate; I can’t waste more time, and neither can you. Please do

whatever you must to keep separating them. Do not go easy on him. Make sure he feels guilty for

marrying Autumn. You’re not trying hard enough, and that’s why he’s slipping away from you. I can see

that he still cares a little; you need to learn how to use that to your advantage without it backfiring on

you.”

She was right. Everything I’d done so far had somehow found a way to backfire on me. I had to play

the innocent victim. I had to pretend at least to be lovely to Autumn so that I could get closer to the both

of them. The closer I was to Atticus, the stronger the spell would work on him.

I couldn’t let Autumn have him, this wasn’t just about my mother anymore. I didn’t care that he’d

married her. She couldn’t have him. I would make sure of it.

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