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.

to tell them to let me go, but all that came out was garbled nonsense. They stopped the car and got out,

back on one of their shoulders. Above me towered the massive apartment building where

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

I blacked out again.

The room was dim, lit

sit up; somehow, I managed to

I winced as I felt a damp cloth touch my tender forehead, another hand supporting my

“Where am I…?”

in the

Finally, Edrick Morgan’s devilishly handsome face came into focus. He was crouching in front of me with a concerned expression as he dabbed at my forehead with a damp cloth. I thought, as I slowly came back to consciousness, that I secretly caught him showing a bit

you bring me back here?” I whispered,

of answering me, his face turning cold again as soon as he saw me

under me to help me stay upright, then stood and walked over to the window to look out onto the city

“It’s rude of you to run

to attack me on

back to face me. His expression was,

you. From what I heard, you took off screaming before they could even

Through my 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

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

but gingerly took the pills and popped them into my mouth, washing them down with the glass of water.

we did try to call you,” he said, sitting on the arm of a chair across from me and folding his arms across his chest. “Several times, actually. As it turns out, you left your phone here by accident.” He pulled my phone out of his pocket and

phone into my own pocket. “But you should know that I don’t have any intention of continuing to work

fill your position, and would

our… brief history…