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!”

she cuts the call. I stare at the screen with a blank expression on

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

was making things easier

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

it would be between Damon and

comes first. It always has. It

. . . . . . . . . .

~AUTUMN~

my calm. This

would

just called him. I understand that this meant she had just found out the truth. The articles must

must know by now. This was going to rock everyone’s world. All the students knew that Atticus belonged to Anya and how crazy the three of them were crazy

a long time. Judging from the number of articles already published, our faces would be on the front

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

is something

faked. At least do that for

before

okay now?” I ask through my fake

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

case you

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

course,” I mumble. “You have already thought of

me take you to Atticus’s room.