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His Nanny Mate Chapter 347 By Eve Above Story

Chapter 347 Shots Fired


The silence of my apartment was a loud contrast to the charged atmosphere in the car ride home.

Logan’s proposition still lingered in my mind, accompanied by an unwavering feeling of dread.

Soon, Logan might have to meet my parents. This wasn’t what I wanted. This wasn’t what I had planned. And inside of me, all the while, Ema roiled with anger because I had pushed Logan away.

She didn’t understand, couldn’t fathom why I had repelled Logan, our fated mate, when the connection, the want, was so palpable, so magnetic between us.

“Why, Ella?” Ema’s voice was barely more than a whisper, like a warm summer breeze rustling through my thoughts. “The desire, the connection, it was all there. Why did you push him away?”

Sighing, I made my way toward the bathroom to take my makeup off.

The bathroom was my favorite room in my apartment in a strange way; the soft sage green tiles, the plants I kept hanging in the window, the scent of lavender, the old claw foot bathtub. On a whim, I decided to turn on the faucet and run a hot bath. The steam began to fill the small room, filling me with a sense of calm at the same time.

“It’s not that simple, Ema,” I muttered out loud, my gaze fixed on the water as it began to swirl around the bottom of the tub.

“But it is,” she insisted, a hint of impatience coloring her words. “He is our mate, our destiny. He is trying, trying so hard to show us he is more than the life he was born into, that he wishes for escape, for redemption. Why can’t you see that?”

“I do see that, Ema. Trust me, I do.” I closed my eyes, a sigh escaping my lips. “Listen. You might be right, partially,” I conceded. “But you’re not seeing the whole picture, Ema. He might be struggling, but he is still intertwined with the darkness, with a world we can’t be a part of.”

Ema’s silence was thoughtful, probing. “But do you really believe that? Do you really believe that we belong only to the ‘right side’ as you call it, that we can’t walk in the shadows, at least for a time?”

I let out an exasperated sigh. The conversation was beginning to steer toward territory that I didn’t feel like delving into right now.

“I don’t want my parents to know about this… liaison with Logan, however fictitious it might be,” I said as I began to let my hair down in the mirror and wipe my makeup off. “I hoped to present him as a mere business acquaintance to my father, nothing more. But now, this ‘engagement party’ feels like… shackles.”

Ema was persistent, her words gentle yet relentless. “But are you truly shackled, Ella? You had multiple chances to flee, to escape this tangled web. Yet, here you are.”

I stared at the reflection in the bathroom mirror, the truth in Ema’s words wrapping around me like vines, “I stayed because of my integrity, Ema,” I murmured, but the words tasted like ash in my mouth. Deep within, buried beneath layers of denial and fear, was the acknowledgment of a different truth, a truth I wasn’t ready to embrace. “I had to maintain my honor, my principles.”

Inside of me, I could feel Ema preparing to speak. But before she could, a loud ring broke through the silence, causing her presence to fade.

With a start, I slipped my phone out and looked at the screen, quietly cursing under my breath as I saw Moana’s picture staring back at me.

I knew that she would get suspicious if I ignored the call, so, stepping out of the bathroom, I slid the button to answer. I was met moments later with Moana’s head of unruly red hair and her freckled face, which had aged only slightly over the years. Her green eyes still held the image of a young woman, with only the faintest wrinkles appearing on her fair face.

“Hey, Ella… Ooh!” she exclaimed, grinning as she saw my outfit. “All dressed up?”

I swallowed, realizing that I was still in my party dress. “I, erm… Went out,” I said, which wasn’t a complete lie.

“You sound different, Ella,” she noted with a teasing lilt in her voice. “There’s a certain glow in your voice, and your cheeks are all rosy. I’m a mom, so I can tell. It was a date, wasn’t it?”

I could feel my cheeks indeed warming up, as I stammered, trying to dismiss her observations. “Mom, it’s just been a busy day, that’s all.”

“Oh, come on,” she pressed on, her voice dancing with amusement. “I’ve been your mother long enough to know when my little girl has found someone special. So, who is he?”

A deep sigh escaped my lips, my defenses crumbling. “Alright, fine,” I admitted, biting my lip. “I… I’ve met someone. His name’s Logan, and I… I want you to meet him.”

Moana’s eyes widened. A heavy silence settled on the other end of the line, filled with a mixture of surprise and curiosity.

“Meet him?” My father’s voice finally broke through, coated with a hint of wariness. A moment later, he was snatching the phone away from Moana, and his face came into view.

It was just as I always remembered it: dark hair, sharp features, cool gray eyes. His hair had a salt-and-pepper look to it these days, and he had been sporting a bit of facial hair lately. He’d been wearing his glasses more, too: wire- rimmed and perfect for him.

“Ella, you’ve never been one to rush into things. What’s got you so eager for us to meet this man?”

The air around me felt denser as I hesitated, unsure how to frame the words. “We’re… engaged,” I mumbled quickly, half hoping they wouldn’t catch the lies in my tone.

I wasn’t even entirely sure why I confessed to all of this, when only a few minutes earlier I had been hemming and hawing over the idea. It just sort of slipped out.

“Engaged?” Both voices collided in shock. “Already?”

A mixture of embarrassment and defiance bubbled within me. “It was fast, I know,” responded a little too quickly, gripping the phone tighter. “But we’re fated mates. It just feels right, so why wait?”

Their silence was more contemplative this time, mixed with a tinge of happiness and concern. “Fated mates?” My mother whispered, her voice soft and thoughtful. “That’s rare, Ella… We definitely need to meet him.”

“But Ella,” my father added, the protective edge to his voice more pronounced, “it’s just… we want to be sure he’s the right one for you.”

I opened my mouth to respond when the sudden sound of gunshots echoed from down the street. It was an all too common symphony in my neighborhood, a chilling reminder of the stark realities of the world around me.

My heart sank as my parents, attuned to every nuance in my environment, picked up on the disturbance.

“What was that, Ella?” My father’s voice was sharp, alarmed. “Are you okay?”

Panic and worry were evident in their tones, and a swarm of questions followed.

“Are you safe, honey?” Moana asked, her green eyes filled with worry. “Oh, Edrick, I told you that city has gotten worse…”

“Ella,” my father said, his eyes narrowing, “if you’re unsafe there, you need to tell us. Don’t keep this from us.”

My words tumbled out in hurried reassurance, trying to quell their rising fears. “It’s nothing, just some fireworks,” I lied, praying they would believe me.

“But Ella-” my mother began, concern lacing her every word.

“Really, Mom, Dad, I’m fine.” I insisted, hoping my voice sounded more convincing than I felt. “There’s nothing to worry about.”

Reluctantly, they seemed to accept my explanation, but the worry lingered, a shadow behind their words as we continued our conversation.

But then came the subject of when they would meet Logan… and where.

“Maybe we should come there,” Moana said, tapping her chin thoughtfully. “Or you two could come here. You know your room is always ready for you, Ella.”

I swallowed. In the bathroom, I caught a glimpse of the tub almost full, and took it as my opportunity to get out.

“We’ll talk later,” I said, forcing a weak smile. “Love you guys.”

Before they could even answer, I quickly hung up and let out a deep, exasperated sigh

Did I really want to invite my parents to this city?

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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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