His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

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Ella

“It’s him,” my wolf, Ema, hissed inside my head. “Our mate.” “It can’t be,” I responded. “This stranger? You must be wrong.”

And yet, as I stared up at the man, his piercing eyes bore into mine with an intensity I had never experienced. He was breathtakingly handsome.

“My wolf senses you must be my mate,” he murmured, voice a husky whisper. So my wolf was right. His wolf sensed it, too. For a moment, everything around us faded. Our lips met, and the world seemed to catch fire.

This wasn’t any ordinary kiss-it was fueled by the blessing of the mate bond, a once-in-a- lifetime connection in today’s overpopulated werewolf world.

My parents, being fated mates themselves, had always told me about the overwhelming pull of the bond. I had never truly believed it until now. As our lips locked, electricity surged between us. Each touch sparked a fire that threatened to consume us both.

It wasn’t just a melding of mouths. It was a collision of two souls recognizing each other across lifetimes.

The sensation was overwhelming, intoxicating. The warmth of his lips, the slight catch of breath, and the gentle tug of desire left me reeling. Every fiber of my being focused on that one connection, the bond sealing with a fervor that whispered promises of forever.

At the same time, I felt a sudden connection between us. It was his voice, his emotions, flooding into me. “My mate,” I heard his velvety voice echo in my ears. “How nice to finally meet you.”

I had heard before that a first kiss with a fated mate established a Mindlink, a way for the mates to communicate and sense each other without uttering a single word. It was a strange feeling, to be suddenly connected like this. But at the same time, it felt euphoric.

breathless, I took a moment to really look at him. He gazed down at me with a pair of cool blue eyes, like the ocean on a clear day. He sported a head of jet

watch caught my attention,

of them pretended not to see us, but their very presence raised so many questions. Who was this man, and why did he

alone this late?” His low, almost husky voice

the aftermath of our kiss. “New to the city?” he inquired, raising an eyebrow. “How’d you guess?”

mind would be out alone at this time,” he said, a shadow crossing his face. “Let me drive you home. We can get to know each other a bit more on the

car with a man I had only just met, something told me to trust him, even if only

the plush leather seats, he glanced over. “Are you an Omega or a Beta?” he asked abruptly. I

the tear in my sleeve, to the plainness of my clothing. “Even if you

I asked, cocking

“A peasant,

I retorted. Suddenly, he leaned toward me. He took hold of my chin, not roughly, but still forcing me

to me this way,” he said coldly. “Now answer. Omega

of anger replacing the earlier warmth. “Why does

eyes darkened. “If you’re an Omega, it’s worse

of their rank,

were a Beta, it would be one thing, but not the end of

fated mate regardless of rank unless they’ve already mated

dripping with condescension, “but I know who I’ll marry. She’s

him. “And she’s just going to

want.” The audacity! My initial attraction to this man quickly

and neon signs. The soft hum of the engine

occasionally, but I kept my eyes fixed on the

possible to reject a fated mate. I could reject him, and it would break our bond so I would be free to find someone else. Whoever else I found wouldn’t be fated to me,

silence and

and folded my arms across my chest. “I’m not telling you. Since it’s apparently so important and crushing