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

dressed was equally intriguing. His sharp suit screamed luxury, distinct from the others around 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 wealth. But what puzzled me more were the men surrounding

not to see us, but their very presence raised so many questions.

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

our kiss. “New to the city?” he inquired, raising an eyebrow. “How’d you guess?” I smirked, but there was genuine curiosity

resident in their right 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

into a car with a man I had only just met, something told me

my fated mate, after all. As we settled into the plush leather seats, he glanced over. “Are you an Omega or a Beta?” he asked abruptly. I frowned, taken aback. “Why isn’t Alpha an

the plainness of my clothing. “Even if you were, I could tell

be?” I asked, cocking

“A

toward me. He

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

the heat of anger replacing the earlier warmth. “Why

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

of their rank, has value. Are you suggesting

a Beta, it would be one thing, but not the end of the world. But an

dreams of finding their fated mate regardless of rank

voice dripping with condescension, “but I know who I’ll marry. She’s an Alpha, new

she’s just going to fall into

what I want.” The audacity! My initial attraction to this man quickly turned to disgust. I averted my gaze, staring blankly out the window, the neon lights of the city

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

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

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

way,” he said, breaking both the silence

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