His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 235: All Alone on the Cliff

Moana

“The baby’s strength has proven to be incredible before,” I finally said, clenching my fists tightly next to my sides. “Try it now.”

After a moment of waiting, I felt my wolf’s power surge ever so slightly as she released a large amount of her scent.

“There,” she said, sounding somewhat satisfied with herself. “I released a lot of scent. Even more than before, when you were in the Rogue district. If Edrick is anywhere nearby, he’ll certainly smell you.”

I felt a bit relieved, but not completely. There was still the threat of Michael coming out of that mist, just like in my dreams. And now the rain and the wind were only getting even more intense as time went on.

“Kat?!” I called out into the mist, hoping for a response. “Edrick?!”

There was no answer. My quivering, scared voice was almost completely drowned out by the sound of the wind and the rain anyway.

I felt so stupid for following Kat into the woods. I should have stayed up at the mansion, where it was safe. If Michael was somehow out there, at least I could be close to Edrick and the other security guards; now, I didn’t even know where I was because of the thick mist that was settling around me.

of this almost felt like fate. Like it was all some sort of grand plan to get me out here

fate as the Golden Wolf? To die at the hands of an evil man? Was this what

and my face were soaked, and I protectively rubbed my protruding belly, just hoping that if nothing else bad happened, that this cold wouldn’t harm the

to the cliff. I shakily

sat there, shivering in the cold and the rain and the wind, I thought back on my vision from the night before with

sensed someone else in the mist, as though they were working alongside

Kat that I sensed? All along, was she secretly working with Michael? Was drawing me away from the mansion and lying to me, and thus getting me lost in

the last image I had of her flashing through my mind was the eerie smile she gave me before

a long time. The wind and the rain whipped at my hair and my clothes, and I shivered violently as I pulled my light jacket closer around my shoulders and drew my knees up

though I couldn’t tear my

of the mist: Kat, Edrick, or Michael. I hoped that it was Edrick, but if my visions were telling me the truth about what was to happen here, then it would

him yet?”

“The rain is dampening my senses too much.

feel even more sick to my stomach than I already was. The perfect storm… Kat had to have lured me out here on purpose. This was their plan all along — to get me isolated

was probably just playing into their plan by releasing my scent so that I could

tell my wolf to retract my scent out of fear that

faltered as

tree with one hand to steady myself as I

I whispered. Oh, how I hoped that it

it was a man. My spirits raised a little; it had to be Edrick. The figure’s frame looked too similar to Edrick, and the way that the

I shouted, waving