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.

was all some sort of grand plan

the hands of an evil man? Was this what happened to all

through my clothes. My hair and my face were soaked, and I protectively rubbed my protruding belly, just hoping that if nothing else

to the side, there was a tree standing all alone next to the cliff. I shakily made my way over to it, taking care not to slip or lose my footing, and sat down beneath the tree where the leaves at

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

the mist, as though they were

away from the mansion

just thinking about it made me sick. To think that I had trusted her… And now the last image I had of her flashing through my mind was

long I waited there beneath the tree, but it felt like a long time. The wind and the rain whipped at my hair and my

as though I couldn’t tear my eyes

expected one of three people to come out 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

him yet?” I asked

grim. “The rain is dampening my

out here on purpose. This was their plan all along — to get me isolated in a dangerous place with no way to get help or to

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

mouth to tell my wolf to retract my scent out of fear that it would draw Michael

voice faltered as I suddenly saw a dark figure materializing

out of my chest. I scrambled to my feet, holding onto the tree with one

Oh, how I hoped that it

that it was a man. My spirits raised a little; it had to be

I shouted, waving my arm. “Over