The Girl He Marked by Laila Callaway novel Chapter 3

Axel's POV.

I completely forgot about the full moon!

My mouth goes dry as panic fills me.

If shifters have met their mates and not marked them, when a full moon occurs, it affects the shifters. In this case, it will be me who is affecting, Grace will be fine.

I will go crazy trying to find her and mark her. The only solution is to lock me up until the sun rises.

'Um, I'll have to figure something out, get locked up.'

Jeanette nods, her expression serious. 'Good idea.'

I take out my phone and check the date. It's on a Tuesday.

Grace suddenly appears in the doorway.

'Axel' She calls my name softly.

I spin around to face her and smile. 'Sorry, Strawberries, I'm coming.'

I turn back to her mother. 'See you soon.'

'Bye, Axel.'

Grace and I walk to her front door. She opens it and we step out onto the porch.

'You survived,' she says with a laugh.

I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her against my body.

'Yes, I did.' I kiss her forehead and she sighs, closing her eyes contently.

'I'm sorry about my mad family. I can't believe my mum went off at you like that, it was so weird!'

I shrug at her, not meeting her eyes. I don't like lying to her, I swore I never would. So, I tell the truth…the partial truth.

'It was a misunderstanding, don't worry,' I tell her.

It was actually a misunderstanding.

This is good, this isn't a lie.

'Well, I'm glad she apologized,' Grace grumbles. 'My brothers and sister were surprisingly well—behaved, too. I think you might have to come round more often.'

'I'll be happy to.'

'I'll see you at school tomorrow, then' She says sweetly.

I nod and bend down to capture her lips. I think, after the way her mum spoke to me tonight, I deserve a kiss from my beautiful mate.

Her lips move softly against mine. She tangles her fingers in my hair and lifts up on her tiptoes to press her lips more firmly against mine.

I love it when my little mate takes control like this. I love her showing how much she wants me.

I feel the bond a lot more strongly than she does, so moments like this, where she is so into it, mean everything. I want her to want me as much as I want her.

I slide my hands up her book to her hair, keeping her held against me. I want nothing more than to take her back to mine and get her into my bed, but I need to remember we're still on her front porch.

Her tongue nudging against mine is like a wake—up call.

I pull back and my adorable mate huffs in annoyance.

'Your mum could see,' I tell her teasingly and she scowls.

'I don't care! I was enjoying that,' she pouts, increasing her cuteness even more.

I decide to take a chance and push my luck.

'I tell you what, why don't you come to mine this weekend' I ask her hopefully. 'You could even stay over, if you want. Do you think your mum would let you'

She chews on her bottom lip, drawing my eyes to it. I want to kiss her again.

'I'm not sure. I've never had a boyfriend before, so I think this is pretty new to her as well. I don't know if she would let me, even if I promised to sleep in separate rooms.'

I shrug, trying to act like I'm not as disappointed as I feel. I don't want her feeling pressured.

'That's okay, you can always come round just for dinner. I want to spend time with you, and I'll take you any way I can get,' I respond and Grace giggles.

'That sounded dirty,' she comments, her cheeks warming.

I stroke my hands over her hot cheeks, admiring how pretty she looks when she's flushed.

'It did, didn't it Sorry. Anyway, ask your mum but don't worry if she says no, we'll have dinner together. I'll see you tomorrow, Strawberries.'

I kiss her forehead and then take my leave, driving home with a smile on my face.

My parents are waiting for me when I get home, they call me through as soon as they hear the door.

'How was it' Mum asks excitedly.

I sit down on one of the sofas and put my feet up on the coffee table. Mum frowns but doesn't say anything. I'm not wearing shoes so it's not that bad.

'Her mum knows about shifters,' I tell them, and they are suitably surprised. 'Apparently, Grace's dad was one. Grace doesn't know.'