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His Nanny Mate Chapter 306 By Eve Above Story

Chapter 306 Right Place, Right Time


The dark alcove where the stranger had pulled me offered a deceptive sense of security, but every fiber of my being screamed danger.

Before I could make sense of how I knew this man, his fingers tightened around my wrist, and his other hand came up to rest on my lips, silencing any potential scream. The soft glow from a distant chandelier created a play of light and shadow across his face, emphasizing his intense gaze.

My wolf growled inside of me, a low rumble of warning that vibrated through my core. “Fight,” she whispered, urging me to attack the stranger and make a break for it. I could feel my muscles tensing in preparation, every instinct primed to obey the primal voice inside my head.

But just as I was about to make my move, a hauntingly familiar voice echoed down the corridor, freezing me in my tracks. Harry and his men. They were headed our way.

“…don’t know why you trusted him in the first place,” one of the men sneered.

“That’s why he’s dead now,” came Harry’s voice, dripping with casual malice. The sound of footsteps grew louder, echoing the dread that rose in my chest.

My heart raced as I pressed myself deeper into the shadows of the alcove, the stranger’s hold unyielding. Straining my ears, I picked up more of their conversation.

“This ‘W’ drug is our ticket to the top,” Harry said, the sinister undertones in his voice making me shiver. “That rat had to be dealt with.”

“Yeah, boss, but how did he manage to get the intel to the rival gang? We’ve been careful,” another voice chimed in.

Harry laughed, the sound sending chills down my spine. “There are always rats in the shadows. But they’re not as clever as they think. They’ll slip up, and when they do, we’ll be waiting.”

Listening intently, the magnitude of the situation became painfully clear. The man they’d killed was an informant, a mole who was feeding information to a rival gang. The ‘W’ drug, something I had only first heard whispers of that night, was now at the center of a dangerous game, and I had inadvertently stepped into its path.

“They’ll show their faces soon,” Harry continued confidently, “and when they do, they’ll wish. they’d never crossed me.”

The stranger’s grip on me never wavered, even as Harry and his goons passed by our hiding. spot. Every second felt like an eternity, and all I could think of was the very real danger that loomed nearby. The temptation to bolt was overwhelming, but the stranger’s firm hold kept me anchored.

When their voices finally faded, a thick silence enveloped the alcove. I could hear my own ragged breathing, the rapid thudding of my heart threatening to give us away.

Moments later, the stranger released me, taking a cautious step back. I instinctively reached for my wrist, feeling the faint imprints of his fingers. Turning to face him, I was met with those same intense eyes, searching mine for any sign of recognition or understanding.

In the dim light, I could see him more clearly now. His chiseled jaw, sharp cheekbones, and tousled hair gave him an air of ruggedness. But it was the depths of his eyes that held me captive-a swirling mix of mystery, danger, and something I couldn’t quite place.

The familiar eyes that bore into mine sent shivers down my spine. They almost seemed to dance with mischief, but there was a depth to them, a guarded story that intrigued me.

“Who…who are you?” My voice trembled, echoing the rapid drumming of my heart.

The stranger’s lips curved into a half-smile, revealing a dimple. “Devon,” he whispered, his gaze never leaving mine. “I thought I recognized you at the party. You’ve got a knack for finding trouble, don’t you?”

I blinked, trying to process his words while still grappling with the fear and adrenaline coursing through my veins. “You’re the man from the park, aren’t you? The one who helped me deal with those other guys.”

The stranger nodded, but said nothing.

I swallowed, wondering how this man was connected to Harry… and how he had somehow stumbled across me twice now in a row. “I… I didn’t mean to witness…whatever that was. I just needed some fresh air.”

He quirked an eyebrow, his gaze steady and surprisingly calm given the situation. “Lucky for you, I happened to be here. Another couple of steps, and you might’ve been the next ‘traitor’ going overboard.”

Swallowing hard, my mind raced and my heart pounded like a war drum in my chest. “Thank you,” I finally managed, feeling a hot flush creep up my cheeks as I realized just how close our bodies were in this small alcove. “I owe you, really.”

He chuckled softly, releasing me fully. “Just being in the right place at the right time.”

As the reality of the situation sunk in, I couldn’t help but take a moment to really look at him.

Devon was undeniably attractive. His chiseled features, framed by a mop of tousled dark hair, seemed to come straight out of a romance novel. The realization made me suddenly very self-conscious.

“I should, uh, get back to my room,” I stammered, taking a cautious step back.

Just as I was about to leave, another shadow appeared around the corner. My pulse spiked again, heart thudding loudly in my ears. But the figure that emerged from the darkness wasn’t another henchman or an assassin-it was Logan.

“Ella!” His voice was thick with relief, but his eyes darted suspiciously between me and Devon. Logan’s broad frame stood protectively in front of me, his gaze narrowed at the man who had just saved me for the second time.

“What’s going on here?” He demanded, the edge to his voice unmistakable. “Logan,” I started, feeling torn. “This is Devon. He… he helped me.”

Logan’s jaw clenched, and he grabbed my arm, pulling me behind him. “Let’s go.”

I allowed him to lead me away, but not before stealing one last glance at Devon, who watched us with an unreadable expression.

Inside our luxurious room, the silence was almost palpable after I explained what happened to Logan. Logan locked the door behind us, and it was then I felt the weight of his gaze. “What were you thinking, Ella? Wandering around alone at night?”

“I just wanted some fresh air,” I murmured, refusing to meet his eyes.

Logan closed the distance between us in two long strides, his hands gently cupping my face, forcing me to look at him. “It’s not safe.”

My eyes dropped to his chest, wanting to avoid his gaze, but he caught my chin, lifting it. As he moved, his fingers brushed the outline of the gun tucked beneath my shirt. “And you shouldn’t have this,” he whispered, anger and concern warring in his voice.

“It was just for protection,” I protested weakly, but even to my own ears, it sounded foolish.

He let out a sigh, rubbing his temples. “Don’t be naive, Ella. Even if they were willing to overlook you witnessing a murder, finding this on you? They’d have a reason to do away with you.”

The weight of his words settled heavily on my shoulders, and I felt my resolve crumble. Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes. This world was foreign to me, fraught with danger and deceit at every turn, and I felt utterly lost.

Sensing my distress, Logan pulled me into his embrace, cradling my head against his chest. The rhythmic beating of his heart soothed me, and I let out a shaky breath. “I didn’t mean to see it,” I murmured. “H-His body was so limp.”

With a sigh, Logan gently stroked my back. There was a long silence as I sniffled quietly into Logan’s shirt, the images of what I had seen replaying in my mind.

After a while I pulled back slightly, still nestled in his arms. “And that guy, Devon,” I began hesitantly. “He helped me tonight, and… it’s ironic, but he’s the same guy from the park.”

Logan’s eyes widened in surprise. “That’s the guy who helped you in the park?”

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His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2023 Native Language: English

His Nanny Mate (Moana and Edrick Morgan)

I’m a new grad human in huge debt, and cheated by my Omega boyfriend. When I got wasted in a bar, I didn’t expect to have the best sex ever. And the very next morning, I also didn’t expect to wake up and find my One-Night-Stand hookup was my ex-boyfriend's Alpha billionaire BOSS…. How things are going to turn out after I accidentally became his 5-year-old daughter's live-in nanny? ____________   How did this happen? How did I wind up finally becoming employed, only for it to turn out that my new employer was the same person who I had a one night stand with just two nights ago? “I didn’t know that you would be the employer. If I had known, I wouldn’t have applied….” “It’s alright. I knew it was you when I hired you. I did it on purpose.” I scrunched my eyebrows together. “What do you mean?”      

His Nanny Mate (Moana and Edrick Morgan) Chapter 1 Betrayal

Moana It was a hot summer evening, and I had just spent the entire day job hunting. Finding work as a human in a world dominated by werewolves, especially in the midst of the hustle and bustle of the city, wasn’t easy. Even though I had a degree in Early Childhood Education, no schools wanted to hire me because I was a human. Werewolf parents were outraged at the thought of a “worthless human” teaching their children, as if my skills, drive, and education meant nothing. So, I was now limited to service jobs, which were also unfortunately hard to come by because the job market was oversaturated with other humans who were also desperate to pay their bills. If I didn’t find a job soon, though, I would lose my apartment. My landlord had already given me a thirty-day notice. If I didn’t pay my rent -- and the three months of rent that I already owed -- by the end of the thirty days, he was going to evict me. At least I still had my boyfriend, Sam. He wasn’t extraordinarily well-off either despite being a werewolf, but at least he had a job and could pay his rent. We had been together for three years now and had known each other for five, so maybe it was time to talk about moving in together soon. As I was walking down the packed city street, a thin layer of sweat caked to my forehead from spending the day running from business to business as I tried to find someone who would hire me, I started to realize how hungry I was. I couldn’t afford to eat out, but the delicious smells coming from the restaurants I passed began to make my mouth water. One particular restaurant across the street caught my eye, but not because of the smell of food. I stopped in my tracks, my eyes widening. Inside the restaurant, right in the window, was Sam. He wasn’t alone; he was with another woman, and they were… Kissing. “You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me,” I said out loud, causing a few passersby to turn their heads and give me weird looks. Sam had told me that he was busy recently, that he had a lot of work… Was this what he was really doing? Cheating on me with some other woman? The fury bubbled up inside of me, and without thinking, I stormed across the street and toward the restaurant window. My stomach turned as I came closer. This woman was gorgeous -- basically a supermodel -- and that didn’t make me feel any better about the situation. Not only was Sam cheating on me, but he was cheating on me with someone who looked like that. She was thin, blonde, and tan with long legs, wearing a skimpy evening dress and high heels. I do get compliments on my face, body and long red hair, but in that moment, I felt so worthless as I stood there looking at Sam and his mistress. How could he do this to me? I stopped in front of the window. Neither of them even saw me standing there, they were so absorbed in their makeout session. So, I banged on the window. Sam and the mystery woman both jumped, their eyes widening when they saw me. I stormed over to the entrance and ran inside, ignoring the strange looks from the restaurant staff and customers, and ran up to where Sam and the woman sat. “How fucking dare you?!” I yelled, my hands curled up into fists at my sides. “We’ve been together for three years and you’re cheating on me?” The woman looked back and forth between Sam and I with an embarrassed expression on her face as the restaurant fell silent, but Sam’s face showed only anger and resentment. Without saying a word, Sam stood and grabbed me by the arm, dragging me out of the restaurant. He was too strong for me to resist, so I stumbled after him and back out into the busy street with tears streaming down my cheeks. “You’re making a fool of both of us, Moana,” he growled once we were outside. “I’m making a fool of us?” I replied, my voice still raised. “You’re making out with another woman in public!” Sam merely rolled his eyes and pulled me further away from the door. His werewolf eyes burned a bright orange color and his face was wrought with anger. “Control your temper,” he whispered, pushing me roughly up against the side of the building. “You’re just an ordinary human. You should feel lucky that I even entertained you for three years.” His words stung, and my vision became clouded with tears. “Why her?” I croaked as a sob caught in my throat. Sam, the man who had told me he loved me for three years, merely chuckled. “You’re useless to me,” he snarled. “She’s a Beta. Her family is incredibly wealthy and powerful, and thanks to her, I’ll be starting a new job at WereCorp next week.” WereCorp was the biggest corporation in the world. Not only did they control all of the banks, but they also developed the newest and most widely-used cryptocurrency of the 21st Century: WCoin. I never used it -- humans weren’t allowed to -- but it made a lot of werewolves extremely rich when it first came out. He continued, “What have you done for me aside from mooching off of me because you can’t even get a job of your own? You’re nothing compared to her. How dare you even question my decision to move on.” There was nothing else I could say; nothing else that could come to mind aside from getting the hell away from him. I shoved Sam away finally, pushing myself away from the wall. “Fuck you,” I growled, my rage taking over as I raised my hand and slapped him hard across the face. Passersby were looking at us now, but I didn’t care. Without another word, I turned on my heel and stormed away without looking back. As I walked numbly down the street and wiped the tears from my eyes, I thought about what Sam was like when we first met; he had been nothing more than a bullied Omega in high school with no confidence, no prospects, and no friends. I had helped him gain confidence with my love and support, and this was how he repaid me? By leaving me for some blonde, all for a job at WereCorp? Nothing angered me more than knowing that my boyfriend of three years, and best friend for five years, had left me so easily over money and power. I was still fuming when I stepped out into the intersection, too numb to look properly before crossing. Just then, I heard the sound of a car honking and looked up to see a luxury car driving straight for me. Cursing to myself, I stumbled backwards and fell into a puddle just before the car hit me. The car came to a screeching halt next to me, which was surprising since I assumed that they would just drive away after nearly hitting me, but what surprised me even more was the person who sat inside the car when the window rolled down. Edrick Morgan, CEO of WereCorp. Edrick was known not only for being the youngest CEO in the history of the company and the heir to the largest fortune in the world, but also for his stunning appearance -- and although I was incredibly hurt and angry about everything that had happened today, I couldn’t help but notice his strong jawline, his muscular shoulders and arms, and his incredibly handsome face. I opened my mouth to say something about how he had nearly hit me, but before I could, he looked me up and down and tossed a wad of cash out the window, driving away with a rev of his engine. Edrick Morgan, the CEO of WereCorp, had nearly hit me with his car… and tossed me money like I was some beggar. All werewolves really were arrogant assholes. I threw the cash on the ground and stood, cursing under my breath as I realized how soaked and dirty my clothes were. I’d have to go home and see if I could scrounge up some change to take them to the laundromat so I could continue job hunting tomorrow, but admittedly for now I just wanted to drown my sorrows. I walked for a few blocks, finally spotting a bar that seemed nice and quiet.Taking a deep breath and smoothing down my stained shirt, I walked through the doors and approached the bouncer. The bouncer narrowed his eyes at me and looked me up and down, taking in my dirty appearance sniffing the air in front of me. “No humans allowed without a member escort,” he growled, folding his arms. I frowned. “Member?” I asked. “I’m a paying customer. Just let me buy a drink.” The bouncer shook his head and began to usher me toward the door like I was some sort of nuisance. “Is this even legal?” I said, raising my voice. “You can’t just discriminate against humans like this! Is my money worthless here just because of--” “She’s with me,” a stern and clear voice suddenly said from behind. The bouncer and I both looked up and turned to see a man in a suit standing on the stairs. Edrick Morgan.  

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