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His Nanny Mate Chapter 345 By Eve Above Story

Chapter 345 The Whole Truth And Nothing But The Truth


Logan’s blue eyes finally met mine, filled with an emotion that I couldn’t fully read. Remorse, maybe. And pain.

“Ella, it’s not-”

“Save it,” I cut him off, a sudden surge of anger bursting through my veins. “Just save your breath, Logan.”

He reached out, his fingertips almost grazing my arm, the air around us pulsating with a mix of tension and unsaid truths. “Ella, it’s not like that. I never-”

I shoved him away, my voice steeped in a concoction of anger, disbelief, and a hint of hurt. “Lucky for you, I’m a woman of my word, otherwise I’d be tearing up our contract right here, right now. Not just because of what your brother just said, but because of your whole damn family.”

Logan’s features hardened, his piercing gaze locking onto mine. “Well, maybe you should. Leave, tear up the damn contract. I wouldn’t hold it against you.”

For the second time in the span of a week, Logan had offered me a way out, an easy way out, too. All I had to do was say the word.

But did I want to?

“You can’t leave him,” Ema said, her voice filled with longing. “He needs you. You need each other.”

I chewed my lip for a moment before realizing that my wolf was right: we needed each other. I would never admit it, but it was true. Right now, in this hell of a city, in this den of vipers, we needed each other. There was no way out.

“No,” I said, turning to look away for a moment. “I won’t leave. Let’s finish this thing.”

His sigh of relief cut through the charged air, and a faint glimmer of amusement sparked within me. “You seem relieved. And to think, you were once so confident that I’d never want to leave, even when our contract ended.”

A smirk tugged at his lips, the faintest hint of his old self piercing through the guarded facade. “Well, you just refused yet another clear shot at freedom, didn’t you? So, who’s really in the right here?”

I scoffed, shaking my head. The weight of Harry’s words still pressed down on my shoulders, filling me with a sense of unease.

“Harry… he wasn’t entirely lying,” Logan confessed after a few moments of silence. “I did lose it, I did beat that guy up. But I never had him shot. I never found out who did it, and I’ve never been the same since.”

“But… how can I believe you?” I murmured, still wary of the situation.

“Let me explain everything, then.” His voice was hardly more than a whisper. “Let me tell you everything. From the beginning.”

There was another silence. I eyed him, contemplating the proposition. We had been working with each other long enough that I had gained some trust in him, but I still needed something, anything, to ease my worries. Biting my lip in indecision, my gaze landed on an old, worn-out children’s book on the floor beside me. Picking it up, I held it on the palm of my hand.

“Hold up your hand, Logan. Like this.” I raised my right hand, fingers together with my palm facing toward Logan, just like it was done in court.

His eyes, flickering with a mix of perplexity and intrigue, met mine. “What is this? What are you doing?”

“Just follow my lead,” I persisted, feeling the edges of the worn-out book under my fingers.

Reluctantly, his hand lifted, and I silently took his other hand and placed it on top of the book. Our eyes met, his gaze slowly filling with recognition as mine remained steadfast.

“Do you swear, on this book of children’s stories, to tell the whole truth and nothing but the truth?” I questioned, my voice steady yet soft, trying to bridge the abyss of unknown tales between us.

There was a pause. Logan’s eyes flickered with uncertainty, his gaze flickering down to the book between us. Then, finally, he swallowed and nodded.

“I do.”

“Say it,” I urged.

Logan nodded. “I solemnly swear… That I, Logan Barrett, will tell the whole truth and nothing but the truth.”

Our gazes met over the book, and I felt myself soften toward him. There was something genuine in his face, something filled with pain and remembrance. I quickly pulled away, placing the book down on top of the box and tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.


Logan took a deep breath and began.

“She was my world. We were young and stupid, and I was hopelessly in love,” he confessed, a bittersweet smile playing on his lips. “Hell, I thought we would get married. I even bought a ring and everything.”

“And then?” I urged.

Logan sighed, leaning against a desk with his arms folded across his chest. “She started to change,” he murmured. “She’d go out with me, let me dote on her and buy her all kinds of stuff. Always asking for money, fancy restaurants, new things. I was stupid and I did all of it.”

He paused, shaking his head. “I should’ve known better,” he continued. “But I was just… so stupid. Even when I started getting suspicious, I let a lot slide.”

“She was cheating on you,” I said. Logan nodded. “Yep. For a long time, actually. I was just too blind to see it.”

There was a long silence as Logan’s words sunk in. I pictured him as a younger man, his eyes bright and full of love for this college girl. He doted on her, gave her everything she wanted, and she used him.

“I did start following her,” he said, running a hand through his dark hair. “I should’ve just let her go, but I couldn’t. So I started tracking her, paying attention to where she went and with whom. Then, one night, she said she was going to a party with her girlfriends. Something innocent. But then, I found her at a frat house, and she was with…”

Logan paused, swallowing, and shook his head again. “I’ll spare you the details. But I flew into a rage. Beat the guy into a pulp. Gave him a black eye and a broken nose. I can still remember how she screamed, begging me to stop… When I finally came to, and realized what I had done, I ran off.”

“Then what?” I asked quietly, picturing Logan with a gun in his hand. I didn’t want to think of it. He said that he never shot the guy, but… what if?

“Then, I ran to an alley somewhere,” he said solemnly. “Punched the walls until my hand was shattered. Still have the scars.” He tugged his sleeve up to show his hand better. I hadn’t realized it in the past, but his knuckles were lined with jagged scars, and his middle and ring fingers were crooked from not healing properly.

“To punish yourself?” I asked.

Logan nodded. “A few days later was when I got the news that he had been shot. Of course, my ex tried pinning it on me, but I had nothing to do with it. Since there was no evidence, nothing happened after that. But now you know.”

A hush fell over the room, punctuated only by the sound of my own heavy breathing as Logan’s story sunk in. The way he looked now, the way his blue eyes stared unblinkingly down at the floor, told me all I needed to know.

“Do you… Think it was…”

“Who? Harry?” Logan asked. He shrugged. “Maybe. Probably. Hell, I don’t know. It was so long ago. All that matters is this: do you believe me?”

I paused for a few moments, biting my lip. Inside my mind, Ema spoke up. “He’s telling the truth. You know you can trust him.”

Of course I knew that. In a way, I knew from the start.

I nodded slowly, finally meeting Logan’s gaze.

“I do,” I murmured softly. “I trust you, Logan. Let’s go home.”

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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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