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The Girl He Marked by Laila Callaway novel Chapter 1

Book 1 Chapter 43

‘Great, thank you, I’ll let her know, Eli replies and gets out his phone to text his mum.

I decided I’d stop being so cold and make an effort, so I should go tonight.

With Eli’s help, I choose one of my favorite tops with some leggings as my outfit, luckily the meal is very casual. I do my make-up and just before seven, we get into Eli’s car, and he drives us over to his par ent’s house.

The sun has set by the time we arrive, and the golden glow of the lights inside shines out onto the front garden, making the house look warm and inviting.

Rather a juxtaposition compared to last time.

As Eli reaches for the handle, the door swings open and Kate is standing there with a huge smile on her face.

Help me.

I’m so glad you could make it tonight, it’s lovely to have you here, Kate invades my personal space by wrapping her arm around my shoulders and leading me down the corridor.

‘Thank you for inviting me, it’s very kind of you,’ I reply as she leads me into the kitchen, where a deli cious smell is coming from the pans on the stove.

What would you like to drink? Wine? Beer?’ She lets go of me and opens the fridge to show me all the options.

“A glass of wine would be lovely please, white,’ I request, and she eagerly grabs a bottle and pours me a glass.

‘Eli darling, what do you want?’ Kate asks and I glance over my shoulder to see-Eli coming down the hall. He comes up behind me and places a comforting hand on the small of my back. The subtle action in stantly calms me down

Just coke for now mum, I’m driving later, he replies, and I glance up as his dad, Sam, walks in.

We greet each other and Kate brings us into the dining room where the table is set for six whilst Sam finishes cooking dinner. Just as we are sitting down, Lucia and Tyler arrive.

‘Sorry we‘re late mum, someone was late picking me up, Lucia kisses her mum’s cheeks and throws a dirty look in Tyler’s direction.

‘I was five minutes late, that hardly counts, Tyler scoffs as he pours himself a drink.

‘Go on, tell everyone why you were late, what were you doing for those five minutes?’ Lucia crosses her arms over her chest and raises an eyebrow at Tyler.

‘I was helping a woman take her bags to the car, I was being a gentleman, Tyler replies, shrugging to try and act nonchalant.

Gentleman? Bullshit, she had huge tits, a low-cut top and two bags, Lucia scoffs and Tyler’s cheeks turn a faint shade of pink.

‘Language Lucia!’ Kate reprimands her but it goes unnoticed.

‘Fuck you she had three bags! I was just trying to help.’ Tyler insists, putting his hands up in defense.

‘Language Tyler! Kate shouts at Tyler, but again, it goes unnoticed.

Book 1 Chapter 43

‘Oh please, I know exactly what you were trying to do, twenty-four years old and still obsessed with boobs like a teenager!

‘Enough! Both of you! We have a guest! Kate yells and the room falls silent, Eli bursts out laughing and his mum shoots him a disapproving glare.

Alena is never going to come back if we keep behaving like this, I promise you Alena, my children are usually better behaved, it’s unfortunate that they never behave around you, I’m sorry, Kate apologizes and gestures at the empty chairs for Lucia and Tyler to sit down, which they do, with sheepish looks on their faces.

‘Oh don’t worry, I don’t mind, I grin, secretly entertained by the arguing siblings, having never had sib lings, this is quite the experience.

‘Why does your mum have a bite mark on her neck?’ | blurt out the question, finally getting the courage to ask him something I have been wondering about since I saw it. Eli pauses for a moment, as if consider ing whether to answer or not.

When we find our mates, we mark them, to let others know that they are taken, that is my mum’s mark, he explains, and I frown.

Yes, all wolves mark their mates, he says simply, and I realize that Aria must have kept hers hidden from me, always having her hair down or wearing high-necked tops.

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