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His Nanny Mate Chapter 367 By Eve Above Story

Chapter 367 Above The Horizon


“The Ferris wheel?” I asked, cocking my head at Logan.

Logan nodded, a soft smile gracing his lips. “Yeah. Will you come with me?”

Maybe out of the fear of getting closer to him, I blanched slightly at the prospect. “You know that’s the ride people either take their small children on or where couples go to make out, right?”I said, unable to hide a hint of blush that crept into my cheeks at the thought.

Logan turned to me, his eyes mirroring the lights of the carnival. “Stop being such a downer, Ella. I promise I won’t try anything. I just want to see the city from up high. Don’t you?”

Something in the way he said it-so earnest, so innocent-made me relent. “Okay,” I sighed. “Let’s go.”

The cart-small, intimate, and barely large enough for the two of us-awaited as the Ferris wheel descended to greet us. Logan allowed me to step in first, a courteous gesture that both touched me and stoked the fire of conflicting emotions burning in my belly.

As we ascended, the world below us shrank while the horizon expanded. Buildings became toys, cars transformed into moving dots, and the people below merged together until everything looked like a miniature diorama.

“Wow,” Logan gasped, his eyes wide as he absorbed the sprawling cityscape. “This city really is stunning.”

I followed his gaze, my eyes lingering on the glowing skyscrapers, the winding river, and far- off patches of green. “It is,” I admitted. “It’s beautiful.”

“Do you think we’ll visit it again?” Logan’s voice was soft, tinged with a sense of childlike wonder that was nearly infectious.

I felt a smile tug at my lips. My mind suddenly created an image before I had the chance to stop it-a snapshot of us walking hand-in-hand, a real couple, surrounded by this city’s unparalleled vibrance. But I had to push that thought away, at least for now. And maybe, most likely, forever.

“This city isn’t going anywhere,” I said instead, wrapping my arms around myself more to comfort myself than to keep myself warm. “You can come whenever you want.”

Logan paused for a second, then sighed. “I meant with you, Ella. I’d like to see it again with you.” His gaze shifted from the panoramic view to meet my eyes, but I couldn’t return it. I quickly looked away, averting my gaze toward the people below, as tiny as ants.

I said nothing, letting the silence fill the cart as we made our descent back to reality.

My wolf gnawed at my consciousness- berating me for my hesitance, urging me to embrace a chance for something more.

But when the Ferris wheel came to a stop, I stepped out, my feet landing firmly on the ground even if my heart was left hanging somewhere up in the air.

“Thank you,” I mumbled, my voice barely above a whisper. “For the ride, I mean.”

Logan nodded, a soft, resigned smile gracing his lips. “Anytime, Ella. Anytime.”

The walk back to the hotel was an exercise in silence. Every step seemed to echo on the empty streets, and yet neither of us filled the void with words.

But finally, halfway through the walk, Logan broke the silence. “Ella, I’m sorry for kissing you earlier,” he said, his words seeming to tumble out of his mouth like a torrent that he couldn’t stop. “I didn’t mean to. You looked so beautiful, and I… I got caught up in the moment.”

I stopped walking and looked up at him. My emotions were a swirl of contradiction- irritation, embarrassment, but also a hint of something I couldn’t quite place.

“Logan,” I said after a moment of hesitation, “if you’re going to kiss me randomly, then this arrangement becomes complicated. I’ll forgive you this time, but stop it, okay?”

He paused, his eyes searching mine as if sifting through a haystack in search of a nonexistent needle. “I thought you were developing feelings for me, Ella. I mean, remember the old playroom at Harry and Marina’s wedding shower? You kissed me back. I thought you-”

“Enough,” I interrupted. I blanched. How dare he bring that up? “That’s not the case. You’re seeing things that just aren’t there.”

However, at my words, my wolf spoke up in my mind.


“I’m sorry,” Logan said, a note of defeat in his voice. “I’ll keep my distance from now on.”

My wolf howled internally as we kept walking in silence. “You’re making a huge mistake, Ella. This trip was your chance to get closer to him. Do you even hear yourself?”

“This trip was designed for him to meet my father so we can move to the next stage of our fake relationship,” I shot back. “Nothing more.”

“You want a real relationship, not a fake one,” my wolf retorted. “When will you admit it?”

But I ignored her, mentally drowning her voice as we resumed our walk.

When we reached the hotel, its grand lobby was shockingly quiet, both unsettling and a relief at the same time. The opulence of the surroundings felt even more superficial now, though, and I suddenly wished that I was alone.

“Goodnight, Logan,” I said, standing in front of the door to my room.

“Goodnight, Ella,” he responded.

I entered my room without another word, shutting the door quietly behind me. My heart, however, continued to pound loudly, echoing in my chest like a war drum.

My wolf broke her silence again. “You should have said something, Ella. You’re going to regret this. I’m sure of it.”

Briefly, for the first time that night, I wondered if she was right. I had a thousand chances to break through the emotional barriers I had put up, a thousand chances to listen to my wolf, a thousand chances to make this more than a game of pretend.

But the door was closed now-literally and metaphorically. And I held the key.

“It just can’t happen, Ema,” I murmured aloud as I sat on the edge of my bed and tugged my shoes off. “It would never work.”

“But why wouldn’t it?” she shot back, clearly annoyed beyond all belief. “You’re being silly, and you know it, Ella. You like him. Stop acting as if you don’t.”

I scoffed, tossing my boots onto the floor along with my jacket. “Okay, so maybe I do like him just a little bit,” I admitted. “But it doesn’t matter. Logan and I-we would never work. I don’t need to explain it. We just wouldn’t work out in the end.”

“But you’re fated mates, Ella. Fated mates always-”

“No, they don’t,” I shot back, my voice almost a growl. “There are plenty of cases of fated mates rejecting each other. This is no different.”

“Sure,” Ema conceded, “but those who reject their fates mates, more often than not, wind up regretting it. Immensely. Do you want to regret it for the rest of your life, Ella? Or would you rather give it a try, at least, before you make that decision?”

Ema’s words gave me pause, but only for a moment. “Look, I’ve already made my decision, and I have my reasons,” I said, choosing to ignore the fact that my ‘reasons’ were becoming thinner and thinner by the day. “No more discussions.”

My wolf fell silent, but I felt her presence still there in the back of my mind. She was angry with me, I knew that much.

And maybe, in an odd sort of way, I was a little angry with myself for being too damn stubborn.

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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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