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His Nanny Mate Chapter 309 By Eve Above Story

Chapter 309 Shadows of The Past


The familiar scent of mahogany and fresh ink greeted me as I walked into the firm, but something felt different that day.

It wasn’t a physical change in the surroundings, but a shift in the atmosphere-the type of shift that instantly lets you know you’ve become the topic of whispered conversations.

Conversations halted mid-sentence, eyes diverted, and the atmosphere grew noticeably cooler. Jane from the legal research team was suddenly very interested in her coffee cup, while Peter from corporate had suddenly taken an intense interest in his shoe laces.

My inner wolf, always keen and alert, sensed the discomfort instantly. “It’s because of Logan”, she growled softly in the back of my mind. “It’s because of him and your association with him.”

I gave a forced smile to Diane, the receptionist, trying to brush off the internal chatter of my wolf and the external coldness of my colleagues. “Morning, Diane,” I greeted cheerfully, though I could feel the strain..

“Ella,” she replied, her tone lacking its usual warmth. Her gaze flicked to her computer screen, avoiding direct eye contact.

My heart sank. Diane had always been friendly, we had shared countless coffees and gossip during break time. This distant, almost clinical response wasn’t like her.

“Ignore them. What do they know anyway?” my wolf snarled. “We don’t need their validation.”

But it wasn’t about validation. “It’s about respect,” I answered in my mind, almost pleadingly to my wolf. “I’ve worked too hard to let this whole arrangement with Logan taint everything.”

But as I moved deeper into the firm, it became painfully evident that the frosty reception wasn’t limited to just the foyer.

“Ella,” Sarah remarked, her voice dripping with faux surprise as she approached, her stack of case papers in hand. “I must say, I didn’t expect to see you here today. I figured you’d be off somewhere… else. We all did, actually.” The insinuation was clear.

“All of you?” I asked, filling my coffee cup at the counter. “I guess I’m popular, huh?” My words were genial, but I felt the exact opposite. And Sarah didn’t return my good humor. “If that’s what you want to call it,” she said.

I took a deep breath, feeling my wolf bristle at the comment. “Well, I’ve got cases to work on, Sarah. Just like any other day.” She smirked. “Right. Cases.” And with that. biting remark, she moved past me, but not without knocking into me. The pile of papers

that she held in her hand, still warm from the printer, went scattering everywhere. Instinctively, I bent down to help. “Here’s your chance,” my wolf whispered. “Show her you’re more than just rumors. Show her your heart. You’re a good person, Ella.”

Gathering a handful of papers, I tried handing them back with a smile. “Quite the morning, huh?” Sarah hesitated, then snatched them away, her eyes cold. “I can manage,” she snapped. “But thanks.”

Standing up, I tried to maintain my composure. “Of course, Sarah. Let me know if you need anything.”

The rest of the walk to my office was a gauntlet of veiled remarks and pointed glances. Ben from family law joked loudly about how “connections” made things so much easier, while Melissa from criminal law raised an eyebrow and mused about “interesting bedfellows,”

When I finally reached my office, I closed the door softly behind me, letting the weight of the morning sink in. The walls felt like they were closing in, the whispers growing louder even though they were now muffled by the solid wood of the door.

“I told you they don’t matter,” my wolf grumbled, frustration evident. “She couldn’t even be bothered to show a little gratitude for helping her out.”

“They do matter,” I shot back quietly, sitting heavily in my chair. “These are my colleagues, my peers. Their respect matters.”

My wolf huffed. “So what if they want to gossip? It’s their loss.”

“It’s not just about rumors, Ema,” I murmured, rubbing my temples. “It’s about perception. If they see me as just… Logan’s plaything, then everything I’ve done, everything I’ve achieved- it’s all overshadowed.”

My wolf growled, the sound deep and guttural. “Then prove them wrong. Let your work speak for itself. Show them that you’re not just a Mafia girlfriend; you’re a damn good lawyer.”

I took a steadying breath, trying to center myself. “I know, I know. It’s just… it’s easier said than done. I’ve worked so hard to be here. To be seen as competent, capable. Not just… someone’s girlfriend.”

A softer, more reassuring voice from within responded. “Then let’s remind them of who Ella really is. Show them your strength, your grace. Your abilities. Not because of Logan, but in spite of him.”

A small smile tugged at my lips. “Thanks. I needed that.”

With renewed determination, I decided to put the morning behind me and get to work instead.

Hardly half an hour passed before I already found myself swamped with paperwork. Files were scattered all across my desk, and my computer screen flashed with new emails. Among them, one particular message caught my eye.

It was from Logan. Clicking on it, I quickly scanned the attached document detailing our new case. I had expected something about extortion, smuggling, or maybe another high-profile heist. Instead, I found myself reading about land disputes and allocation issues.

It wasn’t the type of case I was accustomed to, and for a moment, I was puzzled as to why Logan was involving us in such a matter.

It appeared that the land in question was straddling the boundaries of two distinct regions in the city. For years, it seemed, the piece of land had been in a sort of limbo, without a clear jurisdictional ruling on which region it truly belonged to.

During this period of uncertainty, the owner of one region had seen an opportunity, and cheap apartments had sprung up across the land.

Now, Logan, who had recently acquired the adjacent region, seemed to have pulled some strings. The land had been formally allocated to his region after his intervention.

His plans? Tear down the apartments and establish a plaza. The document also hinted at conflicts regarding potential back-rent owed by the owner of the other region and the issue of compensating the current tenants.

I leaned back in my chair, a tad overwhelmed by the complexity of the case. But more than that, I found myself shocked. I’d always known Logan to be influential, but getting the local government to change land allocation? That was on a whole different level.

A buzz from my intercom interrupted my thoughts. “Logan is here to see you, Ella.”

“Send him in.”

The door swung open a few minutes later and Logan stepped inside, looking as composed and polished as ever. But there was something in his eyes-a certain heaviness that I hadn’t noticed before.

Without preamble, I dove straight in. “This land dispute… it’s not our usual fare, Logan. And you managed to get the government to reallocate land to your region?” I paused, trying to find the right words. “Why this case?”

He hesitated for a moment, those striking eyes of his meeting mine. “Remember when you asked about my mother once?”

I nodded. The topic had come up briefly in one of our past conversations, and though he hadn’t shared much, I remembered the look of pain that had briefly clouded his features.

“It’s about her,” Logan said softly.

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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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