His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 7 Captive

Moana

“Hey! Stop!” the scar-faced man shouted.

I ran as fast as I could, willing my legs to pump harder, to push me further away from the imminent danger that I sensed. I could hear the sound of footsteps pounding on the sidewalk behind me; I was just a human, and these men were werewolves. I should’ve known I wouldn’t stand a chance trying to outrun them.

I screamed for help, but no one came — no one ever came when a woman screamed for help in the city, and I cursed them for that in that moment.

The sound of the men running behind me came closer. I felt as though my body didn’t belong to me, like I was watching from a third person perspective as I ran for my life.

The two men gained on me. They were so close now that I knew that one misstep on my part would allow them to catch me. I felt a hand brush my shoulder and I shrieked, pushing myself faster as I glanced over my shoulder to look…

Whack!

I ran into something hard and gritty: a corner of a brick building. As I stumbled backwards, my head reeling from the impact, all I could feel were hands grabbing me. My vision faded, and the last thing I saw was the scar-faced man…

I came to in the back of a car. My head was throbbing and I felt as though I would vomit, which kept me from being able to scream or fight. Where were these strange men taking me?

“She’s awake,” the gravelly voice that belonged to the scar-faced man said.

that came out was garbled nonsense. They stopped the car and got out, opening the back door and lifting

half-carried me toward whatever fate that lay before me, my head lolled back on one of their shoulders.

Edrick Morgan’s penthouse.

go even weaker. The man in the leather jacket said something incoherent and picked me up fully, carrying me in through the brightly-lit lobby. I heard the sound of the scar-faced man saying something to the concierge, followed by the

I blacked out again.

I woke up again, I was laying on something soft. The room was dim, lit only

to do it,

good there, huh?” a familiar male voice said. I winced as I felt a damp cloth touch

“Where am I…?”

in

forehead with a damp cloth. I thought, as I slowly came back to

back here?” I whispered, too

of answering me, his face turning cold

down the washcloth and propped a couple of soft pillows under me to help me stay upright, then stood and walked

he said. “It’s rude of you to run off like that. I’m

by sending two terrifying men to attack me on the street in the middle of the

me. His expression

to hurt you. From what I heard, you took

approaching me once more and crouching down in front of me. He picked up the washcloth again

said. I cracked my eyes open to see the housekeeper hand him a bottle of pills. He opened it and dumped two out into his palm, then held them out to me along with a glass of water. “It’s just Advil,” he said, noticing my hesitation to take

the pills and popped them into my mouth, washing them down with the glass of water. I heard Selina’s footsteps receding, followed by the sound of the door clicking shut

from me and folding his arms across his chest. “Several times, actually. As it turns out, you left your

slipping my phone into my own pocket. “But you should know that I don’t have any

easily find someone else to fill your position, and would honestly prefer it myself at this point, but it seems Ella is quite taken with

by our… brief history… to want anything