The Girl He Marked by Laila Callaway novel Chapter 4

India's POV.

Later on, in the evening, I decide to stop by the pack house.

I park in front of the huge building. It looks like an old—fashioned boarding school from the outside. When I enter, the bustling noise hits me. Children are running around; delicious smells are wafting from the kitchen and the whole place is filled with chatter.

'Hey, India,' Josie greets me and rushes past with her arms full of bed sheets.

'Hey, Josie, are you okay' I ask, rather amused by the disheveled appearance of my friend.

Josie was one of the first people to welcome me to the pack three weeks ago. She's thirty and the housekeeper for the main pack house.

'I'm alright, just a little stressed because it was wash day today and the dryer decided to break. I'm having to hang everything out instead,' she explains and begins draping damp sheets over the backs of chairs in the long dining hall.

'Do you want any help' I offer and she smiles gratefully at me.

'No, it's okay, I've got this. But could you do one favor for me, please'

'Of course.'

'Alpha decided to use the pack gym upstairs, we have a spare room for him in case he wants to crash here rather than at his own house.'

I know from being informed earlier that the Alpha and his son have their own house on the territory, separate from the pack house.

'Anyway, I realized there are no towels upstairs, wash day, of course.' She gestures to the stacks of washing around the room

'It's the room adjoining to the gym upstairs, number 23, just knock on the door and give him these will you Thank you so much.'

She hands me two folded towels.

I make my way up the huge double staircase and along the corridor, the room numbers increase as I walk along until eventually, I reach a door that says 'Gym'.

I knock on it and open it when there's no reply. I glance around the spacious room filled with various gym equipment. The walls are covered in mirrors and there are two TV screens attached to the walls for entertainment whilst working out.

My eyes land on a door on the far side of the room that says '23'. I walk over to it and knock, but there's no answer. Cautiously, I open the door and peek around it.

The room is empty. It is a plain room with a king—sized bed, TV, dresser and desk. The sound of a shower reaches me, and I look over to see steam coming from a slightly ajar door. Obviously, the en suite.

I step into the room and pause for a moment, wondering what I should do. The Alpha is presumably in the shower, so I decide to leave the towels on the bed.

I walk over to the bed and my eye is caught by a movement. The door to the bathroom is only slightly pulled to, he probably thought it was safe to leave it open because no one would be coming into his bedroom.

Standing in the wet—room style shower, is the Alpha. It's a walk—in shower that doesn't have a glass panel to shield my view. He is stood in all his naked glory under the shower spray. I freeze, completely entranced by him. He's tall, taller than 6 feet. His muscular build is impressive to say the least. His dark, tan skin is decorated with numerous black tattoos.

I gasp quietly as I realize, he is pleasuring himself. His large hand moves up and down his even larger cock. I remain both horrified and transfixed, unable to move, as he pumps his hand along his length. His eyes close and his head falls back. His lips part and the sexiest grunt can be heard over the spray of the shower. He comes over his hand, the white liquid instantly washed away by the water.

I drop the towels. They slide out of my hands in shock and fall gently to the floor.

It's at this precise moment the Alpha turns to get out of the shower and his eyes land on me. I'm on my knees, picking up the towels.

His eyes widen in shock but seeing as he makes no move to cover his delicious, muscular, naked, wet body, I quickly avert my eyes.

'Your towels, Alpha,' I stutter.

I hurriedly put them on the bed and practically run to the door. I'm running across the gym when I hear him call out.

'Wait!' He shouts, but I ignore him and run out of the door, along the corridor and down the stairs.

Seconds later, I'm sat behind the wheel of my car, panting from adrenaline.

I just saw my new Alpha naked and masturbating.

Goddess save me.

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'What do you mean he canceled the detention' I splutter at Becky in reception.

'I'm sorry, India, but the Alpha just called, and he said to cancel Jake's after—school detention you gave him,' she informs me and anger bubbles inside me.

'Thank you, Becky,' I force the words out and hang up.

Without stopping to think, I look up the Alpha's number on the system and dial it.

I tap my fingers against the desk as the phone rings.

'Alpha Lockwood,' a husky voice answers the phone.

For a few, long seconds, I'm stunned into silence at the unbelievably sexy sound.

'Alpha' I ask and then clear my throat. 'This is Miss Mitchell, I'm your son's science teacher,' I introduce myself.

Thank Goddess he didn't know who I was last night, otherwise this could be very awkward.

'Ah, Miss Mitchell, what can I do for you' I can hear the smugness in his voice, he knows exactly why I'm calling.

'Your son was incredibly rude to me in my lesson on Wednesday. I followed the sanction system and gave him plenty of chances to change his behavior, but he didn't, and he swore at me. I gave him an after—school detention, which I have been informed that you have canceled' I enquire, trying to keep my tone polite, because this is my Alpha after all.

'Look, Miss Mitchell, I know Jake can be a little free—spirited,' he starts, and I roll my eyes, grateful he can't see me. 'But he has training after school tonight, so he can't attend your detention,' he protests, and I take a deep breath.

'That's fine, we can rearrange it for Monday,' I huff and the Alpha sighs.

'I try to train him most days, can't you just let him off this once'

'Your son called me a bitch, Alpha Lockwood. I do not take insults lightly. Any other child would not get out of detention, your child should be no different,' I snap and he's silent for a moment.

'I see, I'll have a word with him, okay I'm sorry he called you that. In the meantime, would you like to go for coffee' He asks and I nearly choke on air.

'Excuse me' My eyes widen and my grip loosens on the phone in shock.

'Do you want to go for coffee I've yet to meet you and I like the sound of your voice, I'd love to know what the rest of you is like,' he comments, and I don't know whether to feel flattered or outraged.

I can hear the confidant and flirty tone of his voice and it both pisses me off and turns me on.

Images of his naked form in the shower flash through my mind and I quickly push them aside.

'I'm not in the habit of going for coffee with my student's parents, Alpha. Thank you, but I'll politely decline,' I tell him, and he pauses again so I decide to finish things. 'I hope you have a lovely day, and, with respect, I'll see Jake in detention on Monday. Goodbye.'

I put down the phone and nervously chew my nails.

I just hung up on an Alpha.

What the hell was I thinking!

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