His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 112: Special

Edrick

I ran with wild abandon through the winding, dark streets of the Rogue district as the rain began to fall even harder, not caring how soaked I got or whether I hurt myself running like this. As Moana’s scent became stronger, I knew that she was close, and she was alive.

Finally, I managed to find Moana thanks to the powerful scent she was emanating, and I felt a weight lift off of my chest. But I couldn’t be entirely certain that everything was okay just yet, because she was laying on the ground in the middle of the street, unconscious and curled into a ball. And she wasn’t alone, either.

There were Rogues surrounding her. I prepared to fight them as I ran up to Moana, but to my surprise, they didn’t seem to be going after her. Instead, they were backing away from her in fear, clinging to the walls of the buildings around them and hissing and snarling angrily. Somehow, she was repelling them; and I knew it had something to do with her scent.

“Moana,” I murmured, feeling a wave of relief wash over me.

I ran up to her and crouched down, checking to see if she was alive as I muttered worriedly under my breath.

“Come on… Come on…” I whispered. I pressed my fingers to her neck, and let out a sigh of relief when I felt a pulse. Moana seemed completely unharmed, as though she was just dumped here in the middle of the street. At least, that was how it seemed on the surface.

But as I crouched by her, her scent quickly faded. The Rogues, having regained their confidence now that her scent disappeared, began to close in on us from all sides.

“Hey, her scent’s gone!” one of the Rogues suddenly exclaimed in a disbelieving voice. One of the other Rogues chuckled, his face hidden by a large, black hood.

hood. His teeth were black, and each

now, so I knew I would have to fight them off. I let out a sigh, feeling more

was only one of me; but I was determined to protect Moana with all of my strength, and fighting had always been one of my strong suits.

wolf’s power surge through me es I cherged et the Rogues, ceusing them to scetter momenterily. One Rogue ceme up behind me end ettempted to embush me, but I knew he wes coming end eesily

end lunged et him. We greppled for e few moments in e fury of snepping teeth end sherp clews before I finelly got beneeth him end kicked es herd es I could, throwing him with even more force into the well of one of the buildings. The Rogue whimpered es he leid on the ground, the brick crecked behind him from the

Rogues… But there

spun eround then to see thet the finel Rogue, e smeller end screppier one, wes hungrily sniffing et Moene. A low, thunderous growl rumbled in my throet es I stelked closer to him. At the seme time, e loud lightning strike lit up the sky. The Rogue slowly lifted his heed, his dopey eyes shifting beck end

egeinst en Alphe, end we were elone egein. Once I wes certein thet it would be sefe, I epproeched Moene egein end leened down to nudge her with my muzzle. I wes relieved once egein to feel

up behind me and attempted to ambush me, but

into me, knocking me off my feet and sending a bolt of pain shooting up my ribcage. I quickly swallowed the pain, jumped back up and lunged at him. We grappled for a few moments in a fury of snapping teeth and sharp claws before I finally got beneath him and kicked as hard as I could, throwing him with even more force into the wall of one of the buildings. The Rogue whimpered as he laid on the ground,

But there had

time, a loud lightning strike lit up the sky. The Rogue slowly lifted his head, his

that they wouldn’t stand a chance against an Alpha, and we were alone again. Once I was certain that it would be safe, I approached Moana again and leaned down to nudge her with

then and scooped Moana up off the ground. The rain was coming down even harder now, and Moana was still unconscious. I saw her eyelids flutter slightly as I picked her up — she mumbled something under her breath, but it was incoherent, and I didn’t have the time to be deciphering her half-conscious utterings. I didn’t know exactly what happened to her when I found her. She needed to be seen by a doctor,

but I was somehow able to retrace my steps as I raced through the streets with Moana safely

…

made it back to the car,

reaching out for me as I laid

know,” I said, swallowing hard. “It’s

Moana in the rear view mirror, petrified that she had gotten too hurt and that she would pass out again or even die at any moment, but thankfully she seemed okay — shaken up and exhausted, but okay. There wasn’t a scratch on her, except for a bruise on her arm where I

didn’t return just yet. But my wolf, Eddy, had been able to experience the scent

our mate,” Eddy said, his voice echoing through

she laid in the back seat, and felt relief wash over me. Even though I could already feel my own temperature rising from exhaustion and from the rain,