The Girl He Marked by Laila Callaway novel Chapter 1

Chapter 2 

He fills me in and I just stare at him. 

He must be joking. 

‘Look, before you say no, he‘s serious about potentially giving you the job. No shifters have applied and they can‘t employ humans who don‘t know about us, so, you‘re perfect! And it pays well,‘ he says. 

I sigh, leaning back against the counter. I realize my cereal is just sat there, getting soggy, so I pick up the bowl and start eating again. 

Just think about it. I wrote his phone number down, let him know if you‘re coming or not. The interview is at 1 pm. 

Nate pushes the piece of paper towards me and I eye it suspiciously. 

Why would I want to work at a packhouse? I‘m going to look like such an outsider. 

Thanks for trying Nate, I tell him gratefully and he nods. 

‘Right, I‘ve got to go to sleep for my shift. I probably won‘t see you unless we cross over tomorrow. Good luck and don‘t be loud and wake me up, he jokes and I roll my eyes at him. 

He leaves the kitchen and I glance down at the paper again. Any job is a job, I guess. I take a long shower and then call Alpha Damien. 

He seems nice enough and I agree to meet him at 1 PM. 

I take my time getting ready. I straighten my long, brown hair and make sure my make–up is attractive, but professional. I choose a pencil skirt with a silk blouse, finishing my look with a blazer. At half 12, I get into my car and put the postcode in my SatNav, It only takes me ten minutes to arrive at the large, metal gates protecting the forest of the Eastern Mountain Pack. I pull up to them and press the button on the control pad. 

‘Identification?‘ A gruff voice sounds out and I clear my throat. 

‘Um, I have an interview with Alpha Damien at 1 PM: 

‘Name?‘ 

‘Myra Archer: 

I wait patiently for a moment and the gate starts to open. 

Guess that‘s the end of our conversation. 

I slowly drive along the road that weaves through the trees. It stretches for about a mile before the trees thin and a huge clearing appears. Dozens of buildings are nestled inside, hidden by the trees‘ canopy. 

park under a sign labeled ‘Visitors‘ and grab my handbag. Walking over to the Pack Hall, I take a deep breath and knock on one of the double doors. I‘m surprised to see a very tall, very muscular man answer. He looks in his mid–twenties, with short black hair and warm green eyes that stand out beautifully against his dark chocolate skin. 

He‘s gorgeous. 

‘You must be Myra, he says. 

His voice is friendly and I relax a bit. 

‘Yes, I am. I‘m here to see Alpha Damien,‘ I say and the man in front of me smirks and steps to the side to let me in. 

‘I‘m Alpha Damien, it‘s a pleasure to meet you, he replies. 

I panic and quickly lower my head in respect. 

I‘m so sorry, Alpha, had I known I wouldn‘t have been so rude,‘ I apologize, cursing myself for not figur ing it out. 

He‘s huge, he must be Alpha! 

I‘ve been taught that you must always bow your head when you see a high–ranking wolf. If I were a shifter, I would have been able to smell it on him. However, being the idiot human I am, I can‘t smell a damn thing. 

‘Don‘t apologize, come into my office.‘ 

He opens a door for me and I quickly step inside. He gestures to the chairs in front of his desk and I cautiously sit down on one of them, placing my handbag on the floor by my feet. 

‘My father recently passed away, leaving the pack to me. Apparently, he‘s left everything in quite a mess. I‘m twenty–one years old and a lot of people are skeptical about whether such a young Alpha is suit able, so I need to prove myself. Things certainly need some organizing. The sooner you could start, the bet ter, really, he says and my eyes widen as I take in his words. 

‘Of course. When can you start?‘ He asks and I shake my head in bewilderment. 

‘Tomorrow?‘ 

‘It was my idea you know! Nathan had to get permission from Alpha Damien to move onto his territory, so I told him to call him and ask him if he knew of any openings and that‘s when Damien explained he was needing a secretary. Oh, isn‘t it wonderful timing!‘ I roll my eyes at my mum‘s energy. 

‘Yes, Alpha?‘