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.

groaned. I tried to speak, to tell them to let me go, but all that came out was garbled nonsense. They stopped the car and got out, opening the back door and lifting

fate that lay before me, my head lolled back on one of

Edrick Morgan’s penthouse.

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

I blacked out again.

soft. The room was dim, lit only by the

attempted to sit up; somehow, I managed to do

your head pretty good there, huh?” a familiar male voice said. I winced as I felt a

“Where am I…?”

back in

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

you bring me back here?” I whispered, too weak

did you run?” he asked instead of answering me, his face

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

rude of you to run off like that.

help by sending two terrifying men to attack me on the

face me. His

did you expect me to do? They were never going to hurt you. From what I heard, you took off screaming before

took over me. 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

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,

my mouth, washing them down with the glass of water.

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

phone into my own pocket. “But you should know that I

replied. “I suppose I could just as easily find someone else to fill

brow. “Ella seemed too upset by our… brief history…