His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 236: The Evil Father

Moana

“Hello, Moana.” Michael’s harsh voice rang so loudly in my skull that I winced and staggered backwards a little.

My eyes widened as I looked down and saw what he was holding so tightly in his hand: the Golden Knife. The knife that was going to kill me. The knife that I felt plunge into my chest over and over again in my visions.

“M-Michael,” I said, taking another step back, “what are you doing? W-Why do you have that knife?”

Michael slowly took another step toward me. I could see the droplets of rain sliding down the blade of the golden knife in Michael’s hand and the droplets falling off of the sharp, curved tip.

“M-Michael?” I repeated as he continued to approach. My eyes searched wildly for a way to escape, but there was no way around him — not without being able to see more than a few feet in front of me. I didn’t know if anyone else was with him, or what would happen to me if I ran into the mist blindly.

Michael sighed. He lifted the knife up and inspected it in the light, turning it this way and that. I could see how the golden blade glinted, how it sparkled from the rain falling on it. Everything from the wolf head on the handle to the way that the blade curved slightly was exactly the way it looked in my visions.

Michael said,

want me to leave your family alone, then I will.

the mist between us. I pleaded with him with my own eyes to just let me go, and all the while I begged

coming, then we need to shift,” I thought to

replied, sounding just as panicked as I felt. “But it’s too hard. I

“Keep trying!”

my throat. I took another step backwards, but when I glanced over my shoulder I could see the

should just jump. Take my death into my own

growled. “I have to kill you, just like I killed

they were trying to save me; not because they were ashamed of me. They knew about my true nature, so they did their best by

thought you were just a human toy of my son’s, another woman who trapped him with the bastard child in your

Golden Wolf? You would have killed me as a baby

with an inexplicable rage. “Why?!” I demanded. My voice screamed out like

But he only laughed.

such as yourself would never understand the implications behind the Golden Wolf’s existence. Besides… By you and your baby dying now, you’ll

My lip quivered as I spoke. “You’re disgusting and vile,” I growled, feeling myself gain strength and confidence. If I was going to die now, then I would go

took another step toward me. “You know nothing about peace,” he said, his

hear me, and he would know that I needed

can’t hear you, you dumb w***e,” Michael

scowled. I took one more step back and felt the unmistakable feeling of the rocks on the edge of the cliff crunching under my feet. I felt something give way, and heard the sound of a few small rocks