The Girl He Marked

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. NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

“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?

‘Hi, Myra. Is my Beta around?‘ He asks and I frown in confusion.

I‘ve never met his Beta before, how am I supposed to know?

I‘m here, the gorgeous man in front of me directs his words to the intercom and then crosses his arms

over his huge chest.

“Good, come into my office. You too, Myra, Alpha Damien says and I blink in surprise.

That‘s his Beta?

‘Yes, Alpha,‘ I mumble as I stand up and straighten my skirt.

I follow the Beta silently as we walk to Alpha‘s office. He opens the door for me and gestures for me to

go in first.

He‘s remembered his manners this time.

I smile politely and take a seat in front of Alpha Damien‘s desk. I try to control my breathing as the Beta

sits down next to me, he‘s so close that I can feel the heat radiating off his magnificent body.

‘Right, I need you to 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 this. To be honest, a road trip with him

doesn‘t exactly thrill me either. He‘s not much of a talker.

“It‘ll only be an hour‘s drive; you don‘t mind driving Myra, do you?‘ Alpha asks and the Beta shakes his

head next to me.

‘Good. You can leave now and you‘ll be back by five, Alpha states.

The Beta stands up and storms out of the room before I‘ve even left my chair. I look at the empty door

way and then back at the Alpha with confusion. The Alpha‘s eyes soften and he sighs.

‘He takes a while to get used to. I know, but I promise he‘s a good guy.‘

He shrugs and I simply nod in response. I slide on my coat and take the contract from my desk and put

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

the driving seat, looking ahead, obviously ignoring me. I almost feel like I should be sitting in the back

seat.

Topen the door and awkwardly slide into the passenger seat, the Beta doesn‘t say a word as he pulls

away from the house onto the road. I put on my seatbelt and prepare myself for a long, silent journey.

We are only ten minutes in when my phone rings in my bag, I lean forwards and retrieve it, smiling as

see my brother‘s name.

‘Hey, you,‘ I answer and I see the Beta‘s eyes briefly flick over to look at me before returning to the

road.

“Hey, sis. How‘s work? It‘s not a bad time is it?‘

‘No, it‘s not a bad time.‘

I glance over at the Beta to see him gripping the steering wheel tightly.

What is his problem?

“Good, so, how is your job?‘

‘It‘s amazing! Honestly, I love it. Alpha Damien is so nice.

We talk for another few minutes before Nathan goes back to sleep. I slip my phone into my pocket and

wait a few minutes before I can‘t bear the silence anymore.

‘So... I‘m Myra by the way.‘ I say, feeling stupid, I know he knows my name but I want to know his.

‘I know,’ he replies bluntly, keeping his eyes ahead.

Dick.