The Girl He Marked by Laila Callaway

Book 1 Chapter 32 

‘You...you turned into a wolf; I didn‘t imagine that right?‘ | ask, my breathing becoming shallow and rapid as I remember the scene from earlier. Something that will probably haunt me for the rest of my life. 

“You didn‘t imagine it, it happened, he watches me cautiously, as though I might scream again at any moment. To be honest, I feel too lightheaded to scream. I lean back against the wall for support, suddenly feeling very claustrophobic and panicky. 

“How can this be happening? Werewolves don‘t exist, I ask, mostly to myself, and rub my eyes. 

I know it‘s a lot to take in, I‘m sorry you found out this way, his low voice is soothing as he places his hand on my shoulder. I let it stay there for a second, enjoying his warmth, before I shrug it off and take a step away from him. He looks dejectedly at me and a tiny, tiny part of me feels bad. 

‘You look very pale, sit down for a bit, he gestures towards the bed, I don‘t fight him as he places his large hand on my lower back and guides me over. I sit down, but keep my eyes on him the whole time, struggling to keep my gaze on his face, not his package. As if sensing my unease, he steps a few meters away and goes over to a drawer, he takes out a pair of boxers and I‘m very relieved when he puts them on, covering himself, thank the Lord. 

‘Perhaps I‘m pale because I‘ve just been kidnapped and I‘m terrified I might be killed, I snap angrily, and he has the nerve to look guilty. I have to force my eyes not to drop to his beautifully sculpted abs that are on display 

I‘m not going to hurt you, I promise, quite the opposite actually, he comments and smirks at me, I nar row my eyes at his implication, 

to the side by the horrible re alization I‘m still just in my underwear. I quickly cover myself with my arms and look up at my kidnapper who

my mouth to ask for some clothes, or for him to at least look away, but

my kidnapper. Then, in some strange turn of events, my kidnapper performs what can only be described as an impression of a flying squirrel, as he spreads like a

to one

I jump up and wrap the duvet around me, needing to cover myself and it doubles as some form of protection. I watch in shock and horror as the two of them fight on

through the violence and my heart lifts in hope. The woman is wearing

help

run towards her, still wrapped in a giant grey duvet. She stares at me with wide eyes and then turns to my kidnapper, venom ap pearing

I feel like crying with joy that

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to my friend, we‘re camping in the woods, I explain, reaching for her hand to try and express my

going to be! She shouts, I look over to my kidnapper, apparently he‘s called Eli, I‘m not surprised to find him still on the floor with the