His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 222: Over the Balcony

Moana

I decided that I couldn’t let Edrick go on for any longer without telling Ella the truth about her biological mother.

“I know that you didn’t tell her everything,” I said as I stood in front of him with my hands on my hips. He was standing in front of the bathroom sink in his bedroom and was brushing his teeth. With a sigh, he slowly spit out his toothpaste and then looked over at me.

“What do you mean?” he asked. I could tell that he was trying to play it off like he didn’t know what I was thinking about.

A frown came across my face. “Don’t play dumb. I know that you didn’t tell Ella about her mother even though we talked about it. Are you going to tell her the truth, or do I need to? Because the longer she goes without knowing everything, the more she’ll resent you when she eventually does find out.”

me unblinkingly with a somewhat shocked and embarrassed expression on his face. But then that look was quickly hidden, and he shook his head and scowled slightly. I could tell that I had struck a chord by bringing it up to him, which was understandable but was nonetheless something that we would need to work through. “I’ll handle it when I’m ready,” he said, brushing past me and

any longer. But as I sat on my side of the bed and watched him as he took his watch off and set it neatly in the spot that he always kept it on top of his dresser, and saw the way that he ran his hand through his dark hair and the way that

she’s having trouble at

me with concern across his face. “She’s what?” he asked. “Is she alright? What’s happening? Is she being bullied? I swear, if

my eyes. “She’s being alienated because of me. Because I’m a… a freak. And now they think that she is, too, because

of wind as Edrick walked up to me, and I felt his hands firmly grasp my

“Moana, you’re not a freak. The children and the other teachers will get over your sudden change; it’s just new to them. That’s

am a freak?” I asked. “What if I have another episode in the middle of the classroom and I scare everyone? What if I have an episode and I never come out

glare, and I immediately regretted it. “I won’t hear any more of that. You’re not a freak, and everything will be

I’m the Golden Wolf, and then I’m not only a freak but I’m also a hunted freak by

to say anything just yet, but I might as well now; the Mother Witch’s

was comforting, but… I still felt uneasy. My dreams were too vivid, and something told me that no matter what, I would see that knife in my

forehead, I still didn’t know how much I really believed him. How reasonable was it, really, for someone to black out and draw dozens of violent pictures depicting blood and gore and a strange knife with a wolf head handle? How