His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 287 A Delicate Dance

Ella

The brisk evening air sent shivers down my spine as I approached the entrance to my apartment building. The echo of my heels on the pavement seemed louder in the silence, a rhythmic pulse of my own agitated heartbeat.

“You were rather tough on him just now,” a deep voice murmured within my mind. My wolf. Her presence was a gentle hum in the background, a second consciousness that had always been a part of me.

Ever since I could remember, she had been there. We were flip sides of the same coin, often bickering, but always there for each other.

“He had it coming.” I shot back, pushing open the main door. The lobby was dimly lit, casting soft amber glows across the polished marble floor.

“Look, I’m still wary, too. But he was trying to make amends, Ella. It was evident in his actions, in the very way he looked at you.”

lecture from you. It’s not just about today. It’s the principle of it all. He said he wanted to move away from illegal dealings, and

stepped in, pressing the button for my floor. The ride up

just don’t always act consistently, but I think it’s worth noting that he is

be someone who understands, respects, and shares them.” The elevator dinged its arrival, pulling me out of the mental conversation. My apartment welcomed me with its familiar scent and warmth. It was my sanctuary, the place where I felt the most

and a – form-fitting white

set of lounge shorts, the material cool and breathable. Freeing my blonde hair from its tight bun, I relished the sensation of

was always something to behold. My gray eyes stared back, a swirl

moved to the

Merlot, its dark depths promising solace. I retrieved a wine

chocolate and spice. Holding the glass, I stepped out onto the balcony. The city spread out before me, a mesh of twinkling lights and distant sounds. I sipped

a bit too harsh on him,” I admitted softly, more to myself than to my wolf. The weight of the day’s events pressed down on

more complex than you realize. Remember, he’s navigating this world just like you, even if

night held both mysteries and answers, and as the wine warmed me from the inside, I hoped

reclined on my little balcony, cradling a glass of wine. The music from my playlist flowed gently, carrying the weight of my thoughts into the breeze. It was one of

Annoyed, I contemplated ignoring it, but curiosity had other

I buzzed him in. What now? I thought. When the door creaked open, Logan stood. there, an almost

“Looks like I’m late to the

it a party,” I replied, arching an eyebrow. “And if you’re here to talk business, you’re outside of

up the wine, the label catching the dim light. “No business, just…a peace offering. Thought

would I want to share wine with you after what transpired today? Didn’t I make it clear that I didn’t want to see you