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.”

of it all. He said he wanted to move away from illegal dealings,

in, pressing the button for my floor. The

just don’t always act consistently, but I think it’s worth noting that he is trying, even if you don’t think he’s trying hard enough. You might be holding him to an impossibly high standard. Remember, he’s

on my values. A mate should be someone who understands, respects, and shares them.” The elevator dinged its arrival, pulling me out of the

my work attire a sleek pair of pants and a – form-fitting white blouse. I slipped on a soft, oversized off-the-shoulder sweater that draped

shorts, the material cool and breathable. Freeing my blonde hair from its tight bun, I relished the sensation of long, wavy locks cascading down my back. My fingers worked through

of myself in the mirror. The transformation from the poised, professional lawyer to a relaxed, at-home Ella was always something to behold. My gray eyes stared

the kitchen. My

a bottle of wine-a rich Merlot, its dark depths promising solace. I retrieved a wine glass, the crystal gleaming under the kitchen lights. With practiced ease, I uncorked the bottle, pouring the velvety

onto the balcony. The city spread out before me, a mesh of

myself than to my wolf.

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

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

the twilight painted the sky as I reclined on my little balcony, cradling a glass of wine. The music from my playlist flowed gently, carrying

Annoyed, I contemplated ignoring it, but curiosity had other plans. Glancing at the security

stood. there, an almost apologetic look on his face. In his hand,

nearly empty glass. “Looks like I’m late to the party,” he remarked with a hint of playfulness in

an eyebrow. “And if you’re here to talk business, you’re outside of office

held up the wine, the label catching the dim light. “No business, just…a peace offering. Thought we could use it

wine with you after what transpired today? Didn’t I make it