The Girl He Marked by Laila Callaway

Chapter 4 

Myra‘s POV. 

| push my glasses back up my nose as they repeatedly slide down it. Squinting at the computer screen, I try and finish the spreadsheet I started an hour ago, Sighing, I push away from the desk, stand up and go over to one of the filing cabinets. I need to find the folders from last year to be able to complete the spread sheet. 

I pull open the bottom drawer and bend over, leafing through the folders, trying to find the ones I need. 

“Need a hand?‘ An incredibly deep, husky voice calls out from behind me and I jump in shock. 

I straighten up and turn around to see the asshole from yesterday, leaning against the wall with a stupid smirk on his gorgeous face. 

‘No, thank you, I reply quietly, turning around and collecting the folders. I ignore him as I place them on my desk and begin sorting through them. He walks over, his big boots sounding heavily on the floor. My breath catches in my throat as he stops in front of my desk. I wait for him to say something, but he doesn‘t. I look up to see him staring down at me, his face impassive. 

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‘Can I help you with something?” I ask, raising an eyebrow at him. 

He smirks and opens his mouth to say something, but the intercom on my desk buzzes and cuts him off. I lean over and press the button. 

‘Yes, Alpha? 

He asks and I frown

never met his Beta before, how am I supposed

front of me directs his words to the intercom and then crosses his arms

too, Myra, Alpha Damien says and I

That‘s his Beta? 

I mumble as I stand

follow the Beta silently as we walk to Alpha‘s office. He opens the door for me and gestures for me to

his manners

a seat in front of Alpha Damien‘s desk. I try to control my breathing as the

Eli to sign a contract and I‘d like you to ensure everything goes smoothly, Alpha Damien orders and I see the Beta clench his fists next to me. Obviously, he‘s not very happy about this. To be honest, a road

mind driving Myra, do you?‘ Alpha

leave now and you‘ll be back by five,

stands up and storms out of the room before I‘ve even left my chair. I

then back at the Alpha with confusion.

used to. I know, but I

it in my handbag. When I come outside, a sleek black

a word as he pulls away from the house onto

bag, I lean