The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 295 ~CARTER~
The one thing I was most terrified about took place last night. I broke free, and I went straight for Scarlett. I can’t tell if she’s lying
or telling me the truth. I don’t know if I did the worst thing possible to her or did not hurt her.
I press both thumbs on her cheeks and stare deeply into her confused eyes, “Are you telling the truth, Scarlett?”
Her lips parted slightly, and f**k me; I wanted to kiss her without caring about who would see.
“I am,” she whispers. “You didn’t do anything I didn’t want you to do.”
I take a deep breath and let go of her.
“What’s going on, Carter?” She demands. “Why are you so worried that you did something to me?”
I run a hand down my face. I had to get out of here. I touched her last night. My marks were on her body. I knew Scarlett through
Clara, and I f*****g know she’s never been touched by a man until yesterday. I was the one who did those things to her last night,
and I couldn’t remember one f*****g thing.
My filthy hands had touched her.
I felt sick. I felt like burning my f*****g hands.
I don’t remember kissing her, nibbling on her skin, or leaving those marks. I don’t know a single thing, and it was eating me up
inside.
I was searching my mind, begging it to remember something, anything, just like all those other nights I woke up after a full moon
with no memory of what I’d done. This time, it meant much more; I needed to know what the f**k I did.
I grab her waist and pull her towards me. “Promise me,” I whisper. “Promise me that I didn’t hurt you last night. Promise me,
please.”
Her eyes are wide, and she looks terrified as she stares at me.
“Scarlett,” I whisper. “Promise me.”
Her bottom lip trembles as she whispers, “I promise.”

I let go of a breath I wasn’t aware I was holding onto.
I quickly remove my hands from her waist and look around us. Luckily, there wasn’t anyone out here paying attention to us. I
didn’t need anyone to see those marks on her. I grabbed the bag from inside her car and angrily searched through it; there
wasn’t anything here to cover her.
I lift my hoodie off my body and throw it over hers. I don’t bother waiting for her to say anything as I storm out of the parking lot. I
ran onto the field and made a run for it. I don’t know how long I stay running, but I don’t even bother staying for practice. Instead,
I head straight for my truck and leave the academy.
I don’t stop the vehicle until I return home. My parents looked surprised to see me back so early. So does Alaric.
“Why are you here already?” He asks me. “Did something happen? Did someone from the academy approach you about last
night?”
I’m breathing hard, and I can’t stop myself as I angrily punch the wall in front of me.
“CARTER!” Alaric shouts. “What the f**k are you doing?”
“Son!” My mother and father shout at the same time.
Alaric grabs my hands and stops me from causing more harm to myself.
“I’m f*****g tired of this,” I growl. “How long must we go through this torture? How long must we be chained on every single full
moon? And this time, those chains were not even enough to hold me! What’s going to happen if no chains can stop me from
going out there?”
Alaric looks torn by my words. “What’s going on?” He demands. “I know it’s always been hard on you, like for everyone else, but
you’ve always accepted it. Why are you suddenly so bothered? What happened, Carter?”
I swallow and close my eyes.
f**k this.
Why did it have to be her?
Why did I go after her last night?

She’s the one woman I wanted to protect from myself. Why the f**k did I go to her?
“Who did you hurt?” Alaric asks with concern in his eyes. “Was it Clara? Did you go after Clara?”
I can see the worry clear as day in his gaze.
“Clara?” My mother asks. “Was it her?”
I shook my head. “You can both relax. It wasn’t her, but that doesn’t make it any better.”
“Then who was it?” Alaric demands. “Who could possibly make you react like this?”
I take a deep breath before I say in a quiet voice, “Scarlett.”
Everything goes completely silent after that one word.
“Scarlett Mae?” Alaric asks for confirmation.
I nod.
“H-her sister?” My mother asks in disbelief. “You went after Clara’s sister last night?”
I felt even worse than my mother’s panicked voice.
“I can’t believe this.” She whispers. “This is just horrible. We must go over there and apologize to them both Carter. We can’t
leave things like this.”
“How can we do that?” I ask her. “How can we apologize when they don’t know anything about this curse? It doesn’t look like
Clara knows anything. I don’t think Scarlett told anyone. According to her, I didn’t take things far.”
Alaric takes a step closer to me, “you didn’t do it?”
I shook my head. “I don’t know if to believe her, but I don’t think she would lie over something this serious. She said that I didn’t
hurt her, and I want to believe her.”
Her reassurance was the only thing keeping me sane right now.

“But that doesn’t make any sense,” Alaric mutters more to himself. “I’ve done some f****d up things because of this curse, and
each time, I ended up f*****g my target. How is it possible that you didn’t take things too far with her, and you have less
experience than I with this curse?”
I run a hand down my face. “I don’t know Alaric. I can’t say. All I know is that this can’t f*****g happen again. I don’t care what
must be done to stop me. I can’t break loose and put Scarlett or anyone else’s life in danger again.”