The Girl He Marked by Laila Callaway novel Chapter 3

Callie's POV.

Picking up from Nate and Callie's first meeting in The Girl He Claimed…

I freeze as my eyes land on a man.

A gorgeous, dark—haired man staring directly at me.

'Nate' A girl, I think called Myra maybe, calls his name. I can't look at her, my eyes are locked on the delicious man.

The wind blows again, wrapping me in his scent. Everything inside me warms with the most wonderful, tingling feeling.

Mate.

Having seemingly come to the same realization, the man, Nate, begins running towards me.

My legs move forward of their own accord, before I realize it, I find myself running over to meet him.

His face is one of complete shock, utter disbelief. As soon as I am close enough, he reaches for me, lifts me up and spins me around. Like something out of a cliché chick flick. But I don't care.

His strong hands on my waist feel incredible, I momentarily wonder if that feels so nice, what must it be like to kiss him As if sensing my thoughts, he lowers me down in front of him. My feet feel unsteady on the earth, but his hands don't leave my waist.

He hesitates a moment, as if checking for permission, then leans in and kisses me. My hands instinctively grab his arms for support, his arms wrap around me, holding me close. His lips move confidently over mine, leaving no room for doubt that I am his and he is mine.

Eventually he pulls away, in the distance I can hear Myra squealing with excitement, but all I focus on is his beautiful face. He grins down at me, his whole face lighting up with happiness, it dazzles me.

'Hi,' he says.

'Hi,' I reply quietly, in a voice I barely recognize, breathy and light.

'I'm Nathan, but you can call me Nate,' he tells me and then grins again. 'Hell, you can call me anything you like.'

I giggle at that.

'I'm Callie,' I respond.

Myra comes over to the two of us, unshed tears in her eyes and a huge smile on her face.

She wraps an arm around Nate's shoulder and, if I didn't know that they are siblings, I would be jealous.

'Congratulations, big bro,' she says good—naturedly.

'I'm Myra.' She sticks her hand out to me. 'This idiot's younger, more attractive, sibling.'

She winks at me and Nate nudges her playfully.

'It's lovely to meet you, I'm Callie, Rixon's sister,' I tell her, and her face becomes serious.

'We should probably get to the hospital and check on how Lexi is doing,' Myra suggests.

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Nate and I visit Lex at the hospital. She's so happy to see us together. It makes me blush like hell, but I have to agree with her.

Three days pass. Lexi is okay, and the baby is fine. She and Rixon are discharged from the hospital, and we all feel like we can finally relax.

My brother and his mate return to the cabin, giving them some alone time to spend together after the horror they went through.

It's quiet in the house, with just Ben and I, but Nate and I make arrangements to see each other.

We've waited so long to find each other; I don't think it's really sunk in yet. At twenty—eight, I believed that I wouldn't meet my mate. It's surreal to know I've finally found him.

It's four days after the fight, after I killed Alpha Seok, the father of my attacker.

I thought I would sleep easy now that both of them are dead, but my sleep is haunted with dreams of both of them.

I hide the dark circles under my eyes with concealer and get ready for my date.

I've got a date with my mate, Nate.

He told me to dress casually over the phone, so I answer the door in a pretty top and jeans.

'You look perfect,' he compliments me.

He kisses my forehead, and my stomach feels all fuzzy.

'What are we doing' I ask him when he guides me over to his car.

'We are going bowling,' he states proudly, and I can't help but chuckle.

'Bowling Okay, I like it.'

He drives us to the nearest bowling alley. It's a weekday evening and not that busy.

We hire the shoes that no woman wants to wear on the first day. Bowling shoes give you the appearance of an amateur clown and have the slipperiness of ice skates.

Not a good combination.

Nate pays for our lane, and we load our names onto the screen.