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? 

around?‘ He

how am I supposed

the gorgeous man in front of me directs his words to the intercom and then crosses his arms over his huge

office. You too, Myra, Alpha Damien says and I blink in

That‘s his Beta? 

I mumble as I stand up and straighten my

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

manners

of Alpha Damien‘s desk. I try to control my breathing as the Beta sits down next to me,

accompany Myra to the Eastern coast pack. I need Alpha 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

don‘t mind driving Myra, do you?‘ Alpha asks and the Beta shakes his head next to

now and you‘ll be back by five, Alpha states.

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

back at the Alpha with confusion. The Alpha‘s

get used to. I know, but I promise he‘s a good

When I come outside, a sleek black Mercedes is parked and waiting. The Beta is

as he pulls away from the house onto the road. I put on my seatbelt and prepare myself for a long,

bag,