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!”

screen with a blank expression on my face. I can

first day I found 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 share the woman I was in

grandfather was right; I was making things easier on everyone by agreeing to marry

siblings since I was young. I’ve looked out for them. Once more, I had

it would be between Damon and Dante

first. It always has. It

. . . . . .

~AUTUMN~

to keep myself from losing my calm. This wedding was going to

he said that the only woman he would

that this meant she had

rock everyone’s world. All the students knew that Atticus belonged to Anya and

long time. Judging from the number of articles already published,

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

Smiling is something that only happy people

easily be faked. At least

at her before putting on my fake

now?” I

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

evening gown,” I hiss. “In case you haven’t realized, I was

taken care of,” she informs me. “Your brother and sister are here. They picked up the dress for you. All that is left for you to

mumble. “You have already thought of

always am prepared. Let me take you to Atticus’s room. It’s where