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.”

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

my floor. The ride up was brief, but it gave

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

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

of my work attire a sleek pair of pants and a

lavender hue that always seemed to calm me. I paired it with a set of lounge 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.

the poised, professional lawyer to a relaxed, at-home Ella was always something to behold. My gray eyes

moved to the kitchen. My hand hesitated

a wine glass, the crystal gleaming

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

to myself than to my

are more complex than you realize. Remember,

out at the horizon. The night held both mysteries and answers, and as the wine warmed me from the inside, I

my playlist flowed gently, carrying the weight of my thoughts into the breeze. It was one of those nights during which the stillness

I contemplated ignoring

now? I thought. When the door creaked open, Logan stood. there, an almost apologetic look on

to my nearly empty glass. “Looks like I’m late

glass doesn’t make it a party,” I replied, arching an eyebrow. “And if you’re here to talk business, you’re outside of office

“No business, just…a peace offering. Thought we

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