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

on one of their shoulders. Above me towered the massive apartment building where I had just been earlier

Edrick Morgan’s penthouse.

leather jacket said something incoherent and picked me up fully, carrying me in through the

I blacked out again.

something soft. The

sit up; somehow, I managed to do it, although the dizziness

male voice said. I winced as I felt a damp cloth

“Where am I…?”

in

He was crouching in front of me with a concerned expression as he dabbed at my forehead with a damp cloth. I

back here?” I

instead of answering me, his face turning

Sighing, Edrick set down the washcloth and propped a couple of soft pillows under me to help me stay upright,

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

men to attack me on

face me. His expression was, unsurprisingly, cold and

were never going to hurt you. From what I heard, you took off screaming before they could even

closed eyelids I saw Edrick’s tall form approaching me once more and crouching down in front of me. He picked up the washcloth again and held

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

took the pills and popped them into my mouth, washing them down with the glass of water. I heard Selina’s footsteps

his arms across his chest. “Several times, actually. As it turns out, you left

“But you should know that I don’t have any intention

fill your position, and would honestly prefer it myself at this point, but

seemed too upset by our… brief history… to want anything to