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.

at me with a pair of cool blue eyes,

him dressed in black. The glint of an expensive watch caught my attention, something that my eye had been trained well to recognize having grown up with generational

so many questions. Who was this man, and why did he have

this late?” His low, almost husky voice pulled me back

city?” he inquired, raising an eyebrow. “How’d you guess?” I smirked, but there was

said, a shadow crossing his face. “Let me drive you home. We can get to know each other a bit more on

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

plush leather seats, he glanced over. “Are you an

in my sleeve, to the plainness of my clothing. “Even if you were, I could

asked, cocking my head to

“A

leaned toward me. He took hold of my chin, not roughly, but

parents, no one speaks to me this way,” he said coldly. “Now answer. Omega or

hand away, the heat of anger replacing the earlier warmth. “Why does

darkened. “If you’re an

with indignation. “Everyone, regardless of

leaned in. “You must know I’m an Alpha. If you were a Beta, it would be one thing, but not the end of the world.

fated mate regardless of

“but I know who

she’s just going

a confident smirk. “I always get what I want.” The audacity! My initial attraction to this man quickly turned to disgust.

a dense fog of tension that seemed to thicken as we passed by streetlamps and neon signs. The soft hum of the engine and the occasional distant honk outside were the

occasionally, but I kept my eyes fixed on the window. I only just met him, and he was my fated mate, but

would break our bond so I would be free to find someone else. Whoever else I found wouldn’t be fated to me, but it would be better than… whatever this was. Hell, I would rather be alone than be with some

the silence and my

telling you. Since it’s apparently so important and crushing that I’m just an Omega, then my name shouldn’t matter, should