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.”

rolled my eyes. “I don’t need a 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 then he just jumps at

I stepped in, pressing the button for my floor. The

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.

“That doesn’t mean I should compromise on my values. A mate should 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 like

work attire a sleek pair of pants and a – form-fitting white blouse.

the material cool and breathable. Freeing

a relaxed, at-home Ella was always something to behold. My gray eyes stared back, a swirl of emotions evident-confusion, frustration, and perhaps a touch of

the kitchen. My hand hesitated over the

of wine-a rich Merlot, its dark depths promising solace. I retrieved a wine glass, the crystal gleaming under the kitchen lights. With

subtle hints of 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

in agreement, her presence a gentle embrace. “Everyone has their battles, Ella. Perhaps Logan’s struggles are more complex than you realize. Remember,

gazing out at the horizon. The night held both mysteries and answers, and as the wine

glass of wine. The music from my playlist flowed gently, carrying the weight of my thoughts into the breeze. It was one of those nights during which the

buzzing of the doorbell. Annoyed, I contemplated ignoring it,

open, Logan stood. there, an almost apologetic look on his face. In his hand, he clutched a bottle of wine- presumably pricier than the one I

glass. “Looks like I’m late to the

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

light. “No business,

at him skeptically. “And why would I want to share wine with you after what transpired today? Didn’t I make it clear that