The Girl He Marked by Laila Callaway novel Chapter 1

Chapter 5 

‘That was meant to be an invitation for you to tell me your name, I coax him, raising my eyebrow too. His tempting lips press into a grim line and he sighs. 

‘Jayce,‘ he states firmly and I nod. I decide to leave the car in silence now, he obviously doesn‘t want to talk. 

I look out the window and try not to breathe in his mouth–watering scent. 

How does he smell so good? I focus on the trees whizzing past in a green blur but all I can smell is him, all I can see are his large hands gripping the wheel, gripping me. I squeeze my thighs together and push him from my mind. 

What feels like hours later, we pull up a long drive in front of a very large manor house. Jayce doesn‘t say a word, he just parks the car and gets out. I sigh and grab my bag, he is so unpleasant to be around. 

We walk across the gravel to the front door and Jayce rings the bell. The door opens and, a minute lat er, a tall woman in her thirties greets us with a distrusting glare. 

‘Can I help you?‘ She asks, eyeing us both up and down. 

Her eyes linger disapprovingly on Jayce‘s inked arms which are wonderfully revealed by his t–shirt. 

‘We have an appointment with Alpha Elijah? We have been sent by Alpha Damien from the East Moun tains pack?‘ I tell her but my statements come out like questions due to my nerves. 

‘Follow me,’ she replies. 

Her eyes glance over at Jayce one more time before she turns on her heel and leads us inside the mod ern mansion. We follow her silently down a corridor. I look over at Jayce to see he is staring ahead, his fists clenched again. 

Does he have anger issues? 

We wait outside one of the doors whilst the woman goes in and lets Alpha Elijah know of our presence. 

“You can go in now, she tells us and struts off down the corridor. I anxiously turn the handle and step inside the large office. 

Alpha Elijah is sat behind a large black desk, he leans back in his chair and puts his hands behind his head. He must be in his twenties, he has golden, tanned skin and dirty blond curls. He greets us with a beautiful smile, his eyes are deep navy but have dark bags underneath them, something is troubling him. I. imagine he gets a lot of attention, it‘s a shame he‘s not my type. 

I don‘t fancy him at all. 

‘Alpha, I greet him and bow my head in respect. I sneak a glance sideways to see Jayce hasn‘t lowered his head. 

What a prick. 

‘It‘s lovely to meet you...‘ He trails off and I realize I‘m meant to be introducing myself. 

‘Myra, I tell him and reach out my hand. 

He shakes it and grins at me. We all sit down and he leans his elbows on the table. He is completely re laxed, unlike Jayce who sits rigidly next to me with his arms folded across his chest. 

“How can I help you?‘ 

‘We have brought a contract that Alpha Damien would like you to sign. It‘s a renewal of the unity agree ment, I explain as I take the forms out of my bag and slide them across the table to him. He picks them up and briefly skims over them. 

‘Damien got you doing his dirty work then? Are you his secretary or something?‘ He asks, but it‘s not rude, in fact his tone is playful. 

‘Something like that,‘ I reply, feeling uncomfortable under his bold gaze. 

‘Well, I‘m sorry you‘ve had to come all this way for a signature. Would you like anything to drink? We‘re having a BBQ tonight if you‘d like to stay, he offers and winks at me over the paper. 

I swear I hear Jayce growl next to me before he muffles it with a cough. 

‘It was lovely to meet you Myra, feel free to visit my pack anytime, we don‘t bite, he flirts and grins at me. 

Tall, dark haired, inked guys however.. 

I put the papers back in my handbag and hurriedly leave the room. Jayce and I get in the car in silence and it isn‘t until we are back on the main road home that I lean back and relax in the seat. 

‘Why?‘ 

‘Oh, really? What are you a fan of then?‘ He asks me and I look at him in surprise. His tone is friendly, almost flirty...very un–Jayce. 

It‘s never not going to hurt when I‘m reminded of my weakness compared to my family. Even Dad who was a human isn‘t anymore, it‘s just little old me. 

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Are you an only child?‘ He asks and I resist rolling my eyes, 

‘That must have been hard to grow up with, he replies and I can hear the sympathy in his voice,