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.”

just about today. It’s the principle of it all. He said

the button for my floor. The ride up

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 supposed to

“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

room, I began to change out of my work attire a sleek pair of pants and a – form-fitting white blouse. I slipped on a

was cozy against my skin, a gentle 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

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

I moved to the kitchen. My hand hesitated over

a wine glass, the crystal gleaming under the kitchen lights. With practiced

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

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

Ella. Perhaps Logan’s struggles are more complex than you realize. Remember, he’s navigating this world just like you, even if his

held both mysteries and answers, and as the wine warmed

I 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 those nights during which

the shrill buzzing of the doorbell. Annoyed, I contemplated ignoring it, but curiosity had other plans. Glancing at the security monitor, I saw a familiar figure.

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

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

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

catching the dim light. “No

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