The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 5

I move away from the crowd, including Autumn. I know she also saw that it was Anya calling me.

I take a deep breath as I slide to answer, “Anya.”

“Atticus!” she shouts from the other end. “What are these articles? Why on earth does it say that you are going to marry Autumn? It’s a lie. You wouldn’t agree to marry her knowing we are mates, especially when she’s my closest friend.”

I run a hand through my hair, “I’m so sorry, Anya. I only found out today from the articles. My parents didn’t tell me anything about it. I confronted them, and it turned out that it was true.”

“No,” she whispers. “It can’t be. Please tell me that you’re going to find a way to get out of this wedding. You can’t marry her. You can’t marry Autumn.”

How did I tell her that I had already agreed to the marriage? How did I tell her I wasn’t about to back out of it?

She will never understand my reason behind it. And I wouldn’t blame her. No one would want to see their mate marry their best friend. Anya never understood when I put my grandmother first before anyone else; she wouldn’t understand why I chose to accept this marriage for her either.

“I’ll come to you,” I tell her. “We can talk about this in person.”

“What is there to talk about?” she demands. “You’re not marrying Autumn. You need to contact the people that wrote these articles and tell them that it was all a lie. It would help if you did this, Atticus. I will never forgive you if you don’t.”

“Anya,” I whisper; I can barely find my voice. I try to come up with words to make this easier for both of us, but nothing comes to my mind.

“Don’t come here.” She screams at me. “I don’t want to see your face. I will only see you if you fix this mess that your parents caused!”

to her as she cuts the call. I stare at the screen with a blank expression on my face. I can see my image looking back at me. I swallow; what the

out that Anya wasn’t just my mate but my brothers as well. It had ripped me apart. I spent days, months—f**k, years trying to be okay with it. It’s safe to say that I still wasn’t; none of us were. We all knew that a day would come when she had to choose one of the three of us. She’s wanted all three of us, but it’s something that we couldn’t do. Sharing wasn’t my style. I could never

was making things easier on everyone

I was young. I’ve looked out for them. Once more, I had to make a

it would be between Damon

Anya. Family comes first. It always has.

. . . . . . . .

~AUTUMN~

my calm. This wedding was going to drive both Atticus

minutes ago, he said that the only woman he would marry was Anya. What caused

was the person who just called him. I understand that this meant

that Atticus belonged to Anya and how crazy the three of them were crazy over her; they also

of the town for a long time. Judging from the number of articles already published, our faces would

it kill you to smile, sweetheart?” my mother whispers near me. “Everyone is looking

Smiling is something that only happy people do. I am

easily be faked. At least do that for

before putting

that okay now?” I ask through my

up because you’ll have to change that dress into an evening gown. You and Atticus have a photoshoot right here in

did not walk with an evening gown,” I hiss. “In case you haven’t realized, I was unaware I

are here. They picked up the

“You have already

“you know I always am prepared. Let me take you