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.