The Girl He Marked by Laila Callaway

Book 1 Chapter 23 

Myra‘s POV. 

| spin around in my chair and chew the lid of my pen as I watch, enraptured, out of the window. Ilean forward to better my view and the pen slips from my lips and clatters to the ground, but I barely hear it, my mind totally encompassed by the sight in front of me. 

“Working hard, Myra?‘ Alpha Damien‘s voice breaks rudely through my trance, and I leap almost a foot off the chair. I quickly turn around and pretend to concentrate on my computer, hoping my blush isn‘t show ing too much. Damien smirks knowingly and disappears around the corner. I wait until his footsteps retreat and then turn around to continue my perverse staring. 

Damien asked Jayce to take a look at the engine of his old truck, an hour ago. I had happened to casu ally look out the window, just as Jayce had been peeling his tight shirt off his body. He dropped it to the ground and stretched his arms, flexing each muscle as he did. I‘ve been beguiled since then, completely distracted by my half–exposed mate, bent over the engine, his golden skin glowing with a thin layer of sweat in the midday heat. 

I try to get my eyes to turn away, I tell myself that I should, but each of his tattoos dances and winks at me with every movement of his arms. I picture myself standing behind him, sliding my hands up the hot skin stretched over the hard muscles of his back, fingertips tracing each intricate black design... 

“Myra, stop.‘ Jayce growls and I jump back in horror, my hands falling off his back and immediately fly ing to my mouth to mask my squeak of surprise. I realize I have actually left my office, walked over to the engine and done exactly what I‘d been lusting after, touching him. He turns around and faces me, desire burning in his eyes, 

I‘m so sorry, I didn‘t even realize I –– I start to apologize but he cuts me off, placing his hand under my chin, making me look up at him so he could lean down and kiss me. As soon as his lips touch mine, it ig nites something inside me, and I eagerly pressed my body to his. 

‘I need to mark you, he murmurs huskily in my ear, ‘It‘s making us both crazy and it‘ll just get worse, he explains, and I force my mind to focus on his words, not his hips pressing alluring against mine. 

‘0–okay, I mumble, my eyes closing as he trails kisses down my jaw to my neck. 

Is he going to do it now? In front of everyone? 

a tradition that Damien‘s fa ther ensured we followed, Jayce tells me, leaning

to wards the building. My mind is so frazzled at this moment, that I stumble back to my desk like a zombie. I remind myself that Jayce is right, we need to do our work, and I don‘t let myself think of him for the next few hours as I

try

: 

note that I didn‘t even ask what a mating ceremony is, I drive past my house

grins and pulls me into a hug, kissing

asks as she leads me down the corridor to the kitchen Setely is stood at the counter,

I comment dryly, leaning over to kiss

kettle and pours us some drinks. I watch as the two of them move about their

wanted to ask you guys about mating ceremonies, like what are they? What do you do? I ques tion, Aria looks over at Seb, who raises an

do you want

wants to have one tomorrow, I reveal and

he wants to do it Aria bagins and I take a hesitant sip of my tea, Basically, one mate is les into the woods before sunset, to give them a head–start, they are allowed to hide of try and outrun their mate and then when the sun sets the other mate tracks them and chases after them the idea being that they mark you when they find you, Ana er plains and

the marking experience more intense. I used to be that the males hunted the females, but obviously times are changing and now it is either the dominant mate who hunts of the wolt it for instance, the other mate is

lll be

I mumble

imagine how hot the ses will

yet? She asks her

wait for