The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn
Book 4: Chapter 26

~SCARLETT~

“Keep my windows closed,” I mumble under my breath. “Why doesn’t he keep his mouth closed?”

My windows were usually closed, but after Carter asked me to do keep it shut earlier today, they weren’t staying closed any longer.

I storm over to them and push them wide open, as wide as they could be. I didn’t like following orders from people like Carter. I would do whatever I wanted, and he would have nothing to say or do about it.

“Keep your windows closed tonight, Scarlett,” I repeat, imitating his voice.

I roll my eyes; what did he even mean by that?

I angrily walk down the stairs and find my sister digging through the fridge.

“Can’t sleep?” She asks when she spots me.

I nod, “neither can you?”

She sighs, “The full moon tonight has me thinking about Carter.” She admits.

“You’re thinking about Carter because of a full moon?” I ask her, surprised.

Why would a full moon remind her of him?

“For some reason, Carter never met me on a full moon.” She admits. “He always cleared his schedule when there was going to be one. This happened every month. I never knew what he was up to, he always hid it from me.”

“That’s weird,” I whisper under my breath.

“Not really.” She disagrees. “Now I realize that he was probably canceling our dates so that he could go cheat on me. I never really questioned him. I trusted him completely. Not once did I think he was cheating on me. I still can’t believe how stupid I’ve been all this time.”

Bastard.

How many things had he lied to my sister so that he could fulfill his dirty desires?

“I was stupid for ever thinking he loved me.” She laughs without any humor.

I take her hand and pull her towards the sofa. “Let’s watch something fun to distract your mind.”

She nods, “thinking about Carter only brings back all the pain. I feel like I lost more than a boyfriend; he was also a good friend.”

“A good friend wouldn’t have hurt you like he did.” I remind her.

She nods, “I know.”

We both get quiet as the movie starts. I stayed with her for two hours before she fell asleep on the sofa beside me. I felt sorry as I gazed at her. Clara always deserved more. I hope that one day she finds the person that’s right for her.

I grab a sheet and pull it over her body.

“You’ll get someone so much better than Carter, Clara,” I promise her. “Someone will come into your life, and he will sweep you off your feet.”

After adjusting her pillow, I made my way back up the stairs.

The first thing I noticed after opening my room door was my opened window. I could feel the cool air from outside. I hate leaving it open.

I was being stubborn; I knew that it wasn’t like Carter would be able to tell if I left my window open or closed. He wasn’t here. He couldn’t see that I had it wide open.

I sigh and grab a book from my shelf. I’d read this book four times in the past, and I was going to read it for the fifth time tonight.

I smiled as I flipped the page and wrote the number five.

I snuggled against my comfortable blanket and smiled; I was happiest while reading. I dimmed the lights a little and sighed. It was only after I’d read the first page did I notice something I should have a lot sooner.

Someone was in my room. Before I could scream, the person covered my mouth with their hand. My eyes are wide as I stare into familiar grey eyes. The panic eases a little but not by much.

Carter.

What the hell was he doing in my room at this hour? How did he even get in here?

Did he climb through my window?

Something about his eyes was different today; he didn’t have the usual playfulness in them that I was so used to seeing.

When he moves his hand, I hiss, “What do you think you’re doing in my room—,”

He swallows my words with a k**s, and my eyes widen. I can’t do anything but stare wide-eyed as Carter continues to k**s me in the middle of my bed.

My bed, in the middle of my room!

What was he doing here? I can’t think clearly with his lips on mine. It’s unusually warm and heated.

When he breaks the k**s, I try to push him away, but he doesn’t let me like he usually does.

I don’t get to catch my breath when he picks me up like I weigh nothing and positions me on top of him so that I am now straddling him in the middle of my bed.

“CARTER—,” I gasp when his mouth covers my neck.

My eyes roll back into my head. What was happening to me? Why was I enjoying this? Was this a dream? It had to be a dream; there was no possible way that this was happening to me right now.

I froze when I felt something between us. It was hard and. . . It couldn’t be what I thought it was.

His mouth moves to my chest, and I’m suddenly distracted. He’s nibbling on my skin and sucking on it. I immediately feel intense sensations between my legs. I felt this sudden urge to rub them together, but I know I shouldn’t.

Carter’s hands move to my breasts, and I gasp, “Carter—,”

“NO!” He shouts as he slams his fist on the wall behind me. He moves from on top of me with incredible speed.

I watch in shock as he jumps out of my window and shifts into his wolf, howling as he races through the forest.

I gasped and ran towards the window. He was already gone.

My heart was racing in my chest.

What was that?

W-what just happened?