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His Nanny Mate Chapter 340 By Eve Above Story

Chapter 340 The Kiss


“…Or do I need to prove myself?” Logan asked, his voice dropping to a husky tone.

I stifled a laugh. “Prove yourself? How?” I asked. Logan sighed, his blue eyes flashing with something that I had only seen once or twice. “However you want,” he said. “I care about you, Ella. I don’t want to see you get taken advantage of by a strange man.”

Logan’s insistence brushed against my senses like something abrasive. My rational mind sneered at his domineering tone, casting him in the role of an entitled Alpha.

However, as I silently reminded myself, our dynamic wasn’t simple-and it never had been. Another part of me, the deeper, primal part, welcomed the possessiveness that he was exhibiting now. My wolf stirred, urging me to lean into him, to seek his protection and warmth.

But I would not let that part of me take the lead. Not now.

“Logan,” I said, attempting to instill some reason into the mounting tension, “You’re being utterly ridiculous. You do realize we aren’t actually…” I lowered my voice. “… Together, right? And even if we were, I’m allowed to have friendly conversations with others. If you’re going to drag me to events like these, then I deserve at least that. And for the record, it’s not as if I accepted Devon’s invitation to his jazz club.”

Logan’s jaw set stubbornly, and his gaze hardened. “I’m not jealous,” he stated flatly. “Just worried, that’s all.”

But his eyes, those ever-expressive blue depths, betrayed him. I couldn’t resist a smirk. “Oh, really? Because every line on your face right now screams otherwise.”

His lips pursed, and I could see the twinge of annoyance in his face. With a teasing lilt, I prodded, “Come on, Logan, just admit it. You’re a tad green with envy.”

His fingers drummed on my waist. Clearly, my teasing was hitting its mark. With a resigned sigh, Logan ran a hand through his hair. “Alright, fine. Maybe I am a little jealous. You are my fated mate, Ella. Deny it or not, it’s the truth. So, sue me if I get ticked off seeing some strange guy cozy up to you.”

I blushed, heat rushing to my cheeks. Looking away, I whispered, “I’ve told you before, Logan. I rejected your matehood. Remember?”

His fingers caught my chin, gently forcing me to meet his gaze.

“I don’t care if you did,” he murmured, his voice rough and deep. “Rejection or not, you are still my fated mate. It’s instinct, it’s primal, and it’s beyond my control. If someone so much as glances at you the wrong way, I will react. I can’t help it.”

The sincerity in his words resonated deep within me. My wolf stirred, her voice whispering, a soft undertone that only I could hear. “He truly cares, Ella. Look at him. He has shown time and time again that he wants to change, that he’s worthy.”

Ema was right, to an extent. But even then, Logan’s past made me hesitant. We were from two completely different worlds. I still wasn’t ready to fully lean into this bond, into whatever it was between Logan and me.

Seeing the myriad of emotions flitting across my face, Logan’s expression softened. He reached out, fingers brushing against my wrist. “Ella…”

I shook my head, needing a diversion from the whirlwind of feelings threatening to consume me. “Logan, we have more pressing matters at hand. Your father, Leonard? What are we going to do about him?”

For a moment, Logan looked as though he wanted to persist with our previous topic, but the mention of his father brought a shadow across his features. He looked away, evasive.

Seeing him dodge the topic only intensified my need for answers. I reached out, cupping his face with both hands, forcing him to look at me “Logan, you can’t avoid this. What’s your plan?”

His cerulean eyes met mine, but he still said nothing. I squared my shoulders, pushing aside the conflicting urges. “Logan,” I whispered so as not to be overheard, my voice firm. “We need to discuss your father. Right here, right now. Don’t think you can just handle it behind closed doors and sweep it under the rug.”

The music still played in the background, couples dancing and conversations buzzing around. It felt both intimate and suffocating, as if the world had both shrunk and expanded in the same breath.

His face paled slightly. As his gaze darted around the room, a flicker of an idea lit up his eyes. With no preamble, he leaned in close, his voice a demanding whisper. “Kiss me.”

I recoiled, confusion mingling with surprise. “What?”

He didn’t respond, merely repeating his command, this time with an edge of urgency. “Kiss me.”

There was something in his eyes, something that told me to trust him just this once. So, I bridged the gap between us, pressing my lips to his. An electric shock coursed through my body at the sensation of his cool lips on mine, and I instinctively found my fingers working their way through his hair, lingering on the nape of his neck as his own arms encircled my waist.

Initially, it was reluctant, tentative, but as the seconds stretched, there was a warmth, a connection, and his intention became clear. Through our Mindlink, a bond exclusive to our kind, Logan’s voice echoed, soft and reassuring.

“You don’t have to go through with this engagement party if you don’t want to. Just say the word. I’ll handle everything.”

His voice was a balm, but his words sent a ripple of concern through me. “But will you be okay with your father?”

He hesitated, just a fraction too long, but it was enough for me to catch the undertone. “He’s my father, Ella. He can’t be too harsh on his own son.”

Yet, beneath his voice, I felt the lie in his words. My wolf sensed the unease, the strain that Logan tried so hard to mask. As we broke apart, I pulled away from him, my eyes searching his, a storm of emotions swirling within.

“I don’t trust your words,” I whispered, my voice tinged with sadness and resolve.

“Ella, I…” Logan glanced down at the floor, his cheeks tinged a slight shade of red and his dark hair slightly tousled after our kiss.

“I mean it,” I murmured, looking away myself. “You’re trying to take one for the team here, but I won’t let you.”

Somehow, in that instant, I made my decision. Before Logan could even respond, I pivoted on my heels and made my way toward Leonard. My steps were sure, even if my heart was a cacophony of beats. Stopping just behind him, I gently tapped his shoulder.

Leonard turned, his expression a mix of surprise and curiosity. Taking a deep breath, I graced him with a radiant smile.

“You’re right, Leonard. It’s high time my parents met the man their daughter is engaged to. I’ll speak to them today. We’ll prepare for a formal engagement party.”

The shock registered clearly on Logan’s face, his jaw slackening, his eyes widening. Harry, too, couldn’t even hide his surprise. His smirk, that omnipresent smirk, faded momentarily, replaced by a genuine astonishment at my poise.

The tables had turned. And for that fleeting moment, somehow, I finally felt as though I had the upper hand over Leonard and Harry.

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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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