The Girl He Marked by Laila Callaway novel Chapter 2

Lexi's POV.

'No!' The word falls from my lips as I sprint down the stairs and outside. As I round the outside of the house, everyone comes into view. Rixon is on his knees between two guards, my father stood in front of them.

'No! Let him go!' I shout, all four of them turn towards me and Rixon's eyes widen.

'Let him go!' I pant as I reach them, breathless from my sprint.

'You know him' My dad asks incredulously and Rixon snorts. I don't answer straight away, and the guards handcuff Rixon, searching his pockets. One of them reaches into the pocket of his jeans and retrieves my purple thong. I close my eyes and sigh heavily.

Can this get any worse

'I was returning it to you,' Rixon shrugs sheepishly and grins at me.

'Shut up,' I hiss, I glance at dad, whose face is a worrying shade of puce.

'Don't you come anywhere near my daughter, you're not good for her,' Dad shouts and I wince.

'That's not what your daughter thinks,' Rixon retorts cockily, grinning at him. My mouth falls open at his comment and I have to resist rolling my eyes.

Is he trying to get himself killed

'Lock him up,' Dad growls, Rixon doesn't fight them as the guards lift him up off of his knees and march him towards the cells.

'Daddy, he's my mate,' I tell him, and he closes his eyes, his hands clenched into fists.

'He is not your mate!' He shouts and I glare at him, 'He's a rogue, a Shadow soldier! He's no good for you Lexi, he's branded,' he hisses, and I let him rant, knowing I can't get through to him when he's like this.

'You're never seeing him again,' he yells as he storms back into the house, it's only when I turn around that I see my mum stood behind me, tears in her eyes.

'Mum,' I go towards her, but she steps back, putting her hand up.

'Don't, you've been lying to me, to your father,' she cries, a couple of tears escaping, making me feel like the worst daughter ever, 'He's right, you're never seeing that rogue again,' she spits the word out.

I don't say another word as she moves past me and into the house after dad, there's nothing I can say right now that can make this any better, so I just head back to my house and cry on my bed.

I should have just told them from the beginning, but how was I supposed to

My parents can't even accept my own mate, and now he's locked up in some cell.

After I've finished crying and manage to sober up, I wash the tears from my face and head over to the holding cells.

I storm past the guards; they wisely read my expression and decide to stay out of my way. I find Rixon sat on the bed in his cell, head resting on the wall behind him with his eyes closed.

'Hey baby,' he sighs, giving me an apologetic grin. He stands up and puts his hands through the bars to hold mine.

'I'm so sorry about my parents, I should have told them.'

'Don't worry about it, I'm fine,' he shrugs, and I deadpan at him.

'Okay, it's not exactly a five—star hotel, but it's not bad,' he teases, and I roll my eyes.

'I'll speak to them now and get them to let you out,' I tell him as he kisses my forehead through the bars.

'I'm alright, honestly, oh and I'm sorry about your thong,' he grins, and I scoff.

'Idiot,' I mutter, I head back over to my parents' house. I find dad in the office; God knows where mum is.

I knock gently and peep my head around the door, he's sat at his desk with his head in his hands.

'Dad, I'm sorry I didn't tell you,' I say cautiously as I enter the room, he doesn't move.

A few moments pass before he replies, 'Just go Lexi, I need some time.'

'I know, but you can't just lock my mate up, you need to let him go dad,' I reply, I've barely finished speaking before dad growls and throws a book across the room. It flies into the wall with a loud smack and lands on the floor. I flinch and look at him with wide eyes, he's stood up now, glaring at me.

'Don't call him that! He is not your mate!' He shouts and I purse my lips, knowing fighting won't help anything.

'I can keep him locked up for as long as I want, I don't want you anywhere near him, I'm telling the guards not to let you down there,' he says and this time, I can't keep my mouth shut.

'You can't do that! Do you honestly think keeping us apart will change anything It won't change the fact we're mates; it won't change how I feel about him!' I try to keep my voice down, hoping he'll be reasonable.

'Yes I can! No daughter of mine will be mated to a branded rogue assassin! What kind of father do you think he will be' He yells and I clench my fists.

'A better one than you,' I comment quietly and if looks could kill, I'd be six feet under.

I regret my comment, but I'm in no mood to apologize, so I turn towards the door.

'You're never seeing that boy again,' he growls, I ignore him and shut the door behind me on my way out. I jump as something bangs against it, I guess he threw another book.

I try to stop by the holding cells, but the guards have clearly got dad's message to not let me past. I return to my house to think up a plan to get Rixon out.

By seven o'clock, I've only come up with one idea, and it's not very good, but it's all I've got. I head over to the clinic, using my keys to get in seeing as it's locked for the evening. I take a couple of bottles of sedative pills and lock up. I sneak into the pack house through the back entrance, avoiding my parents on my way to the kitchen. I get out the tub of pasta I made, heat it up and crush in the pills. I serve it out onto four plates and carry them over on a tray to the holding cells.