His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 190: Stalling for Time

Moana

“And now, I’m finally going to get it over with,” Ethan said as he clicked the safety off on the gun.

During that moment, it felt as though everything froze in time. My mind began to race with a million different things, a million different outcomes. In the corner of my eye, Ella continued to sleep peacefully, oblivious to everything around her. Kelly laid motionless in the corner, and the spotlight that was beaming on my face blinded me so that I couldn’t see anything beyond it.

“Mina, I need you,” I thought, searching for my wolf’s presence. “Please… I know you’re scared, but we have to do something. We can’t let him kill Ella.”

My wolf, who had been hiding in terror as it seemed as though Ethan would surely kill me, showed her presence slightly.

“Keep him talking,” she said, her voice echoing in my mind. “Edrick will find us soon. Just keep him talking.”

I swallowed, hard, and suddenly turned my head to stare straight down the barrel of the gun. Upon seeing my face, Ethan hesitated. His finger, which had been on the trigger, moved away. I felt as though something in him softened when I looked into his eyes, as though the sweet and gentle artist who I had come to call my friend was still in there somewhere. It was a tiny spark, but it was there.

die, at least let me ask some questions so I can die in

I felt

he said, his voice low and grim. “What are

him talk. Finally, I came up with something. “When I talked to Olivia, she

“Yes,” he replied

do you know?”

oracle, she didn’t seem to realize that I was just using

I begged. “Please tell me. Whatever it is, I want to know

he was staring at the floor, as though he didn’t want to look at me. He didn’t want to look his

but I believe it’s true. You see, Michael has always hated humans. The idea of a Golden Wolf, someone who would bring humans and werewolves together in harmony, is something that he despises. So… He killed your parents,

cold. Michael Morgan… Killed my parents?

see what looked like the red and blue flashing of police lights through one of the broken windows of the warehouse. Ethan didn’t see it, as he was too focused on his story. I just needed to keep him talking

Witch was sure

it now,

by all as the most powerful

what?” I whispered.

She was an oracle, after all. My charm and my wit can only take me so far with someone like that, so of course she started to sense that something was wrong. But even though she’s an oracle, her neck is still soft and made of flesh, and my

past Ethan at the approaching lights. Thanks to the spotlight around us, the red and blue police lights

raced for another few moments before I suddenly had another

hand into Ethan’s palm. I softened my eyes as I looked up at him, and bit my lower lip.