His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 182: Mood Swings

Edrick

When Moana told me that she was going out to have coffee with a friend, I was happy for her. In fact, so long as she stayed safe, I encouraged it. I knew how much stress she had been under over the past few months, so it would have been good for her to see a friend for a couple of hours.

However, when my driver called me and asked what was taking Moana so long to come down, I started to feel confused.

“What do you mean?” I asked. “She left half an hour ago.”

“I haven’t seen her,” the driver replied. “I’ve been sitting right out front the whole time.”

furrowed my brow and stood. Before I jumped to any conclusions, I decided to check both bedrooms to see if she wasn’t feeling well and decided not to leave, and maybe I just didn’t notice her coming back in. However, she

what she had done.

ran downstairs. Since the driver hadn’t seen her at all due to her hiding herself for some reason, I had no way of knowing which direction she even went in. But if she had left on foot, then I was certain that she couldn’t have

panicked. This was too soon after what Kelly had done to her by having her get kidnapped by Rogues, and I

walking around by herself when she had only just gotten over the incident with Kelly, and the paparazzi were still on the lookout for her? Part of me almost wanted to tell her that she was the Golden Wolf, and that she needed to be kept safe or else there was a chance that she could be kidnapped or hunted. But I couldn’t bring myself to do it; if she knew too soon, then it could speed up her progress with her wolf emerging, and I needed her to wait to shift until the baby was born for a multitude of reasons. Although, I couldn’t help but wonder how much longer I could let this go on without telling her. Especially when she climbed out of the car and slammed the door behind her, I thought to myself that she would grow more

and headed inside. She didn’t wait for me, not that I expected her to, and by the time

was baking a pie while the two maids were deep

out as she scrubbed the

I could respond. “She slammed her bedroom door. Did you

“It’s none

and sat down. “It’s alright,” I said, passing my hand over my face. “I think she’s just dealing

and Lily. However, ever since Moana moved in, I had found myself talking with them more often. It was a stark enough difference that even I noticed, and sometimes surprised myself with my candidness. Even just thinking about it made me smirk; Moana had had such a positive impact on me that I was even beginning to change my opinions on how servants should be treated. I just wished that she could see that,