His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 246: The Patriarch’s End

Edrick

I hated to say it, but Moana looked more beautiful than ever as she practically assaulted my evil father on the back lawn.

“He’s no threat,” she said as she released her grip on his shirt and let him fall back to the ground, then turned and walked back to meet me. “The knife is gone. He’s just an angry old man now and nothing more.”

Moana was right; the knife was indeed gone. It shattered when Michael tried to stab her with it.

During those moments when the knife was plunged into her belly, it felt as though my heart stopped. I watched in horror as the knife disappeared into her belly. When my father pulled it out, it was covered in blood and he had a maniacal grin on his face.

But something happened then. She became enveloped in that golden light again, only this time it was even brighter and more blinding than before. I thought she was dying, but it turned out that she healed instantly. If my father had stabbed her just milliseconds earlier, he certainly would have killed her.

She was already shifting by the time he stabbed her. Although the knife pierced her skin, the wound closed immediately on its own. I remembered seeing the golden light grow. The knife burst into a million pieces. Shards of it went flying through the air and rained down on my father and me like a hailstorm.

consciousness fading in and out of existence as

for a short time. But not for long. Moana persevered, just like she always did. When

was like my

die. I wanted him

w***e!” Michael screeched, shaking me out of my deep train of thought. “I would have killed you anyway, regardless of whether you were

were already dragging Michael to his feet. I

from the ground. He growled and snarled

sweat, blood, and dirt from the ground. He growled and snarled like a rabid

I said, not even wanting to refer to this monster as my own father anymore. “You’re not escaping now. Do you have any last words before I send

mouth as his body shook. “You’ve chosen that… that scum over your own flesh and blood. You will

but laugh. “You’re so wildly misguided that it’s almost pathetic,” I said, pushing my sleeves up to my elbows. “I’m not the

his eyes went wide. “What?” he said. “Have

head and took a step back, preparing myself to do what I should have done years beforehand as I curled my fingers into

guards continued to hold Michael in place by either arm, leaving his face free and clear for me. They knew what I

could even come out, I pulled my arm back a little more as though I was drawing an

a sudden, I felt a hand on my arm and looked down to see Selina standing there with

she was going to scold me for hitting my father, but

pocket and gave it to me. “To wipe the blood

face Michael, and stormed up to him while he was still groaning over his broken nose. I watched in awe as she reached out and grabbed a

know, there has never been a single time in which I didn’t spit in your tea when you came to