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 he wanted to move

in, pressing the button for my floor.

“sometimes people 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.

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

I began to change out of my work attire a sleek pair of pants and a – form-fitting white

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

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

off the reflective moment, I moved to the kitchen. My hand hesitated over

later, I was pulling out 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,

city spread out

bit too harsh on him,” I admitted softly, more to myself than to my wolf.

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

answers, and as the wine

music from my playlist flowed gently, carrying the weight of my thoughts into the breeze. It was one of those

the dreamlike trance was interrupted by the shrill buzzing of the doorbell. Annoyed, I contemplated ignoring it, but curiosity had other plans.

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

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

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

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

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