His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 289 Hot Alpha Girlfriend:

Ella

The soft rays of dawn filtered through the curtains as I stretched, pulling myself from the depths of sleep. After climbing out of bed and slipping my robe around my shoulders, I tentatively cracked open my bedroom door, expecting to see Logan there.

I glanced around, my eyes falling on the crumpled blanket on the couch. There was no sign of Logan. Instead, on my coffee table, lay a neat note, written in his sprawling handwriting. “Ella,” it began, “Thanks for a memorable evening. Apologies for overstepping. – Logan.”

I sighed, folding the note and tucking it into my pocket. Regardless of the emotions last night had brought, it was a new day, and I had a routine to stick to. Quickly, I changed into my hiking gear – a pair of durable leggings, a lightweight shirt, and sturdy boots. Pulling my hair into a ponytail, I grabbed a bottle of water and headed out, intending to lose myself in nature.

The park’s hiking trails were my favorite Saturday morning getaway, a place where I could connect with the earth and forget about the worries of the urban jungle.

It was there, amidst the symphony of chirping birds and rustling leaves, that I crossed paths with him-a gaunt, unkempt man. His eyes, wild and unfocused, darted around, finally settling on me.

The moment the unkempt man locked his gaze on mine, an instinctual shiver shot down my spine. I knew where this was going.

of exposure to the harsh outdoors. I quickened my pace, keeping my eyes trained on the path ahead. But the nagging feeling that I was being followed persisted, and sure enough, his

voice grew more insistent. “Spare some

on me,” I replied, hoping that my firm

“Look at you-dressed all nice,

said I

and malice. “You Alphas… always thinking you’re better than everyone else. But I’ve been watching. I’ve seen how you move, where you

like a blow. My wallet. Before I could react, he lunged at me, fingers. reaching for my pocket.

side-stepped and grabbed his wrist, twisting it

my grip. “Alright, alright, I’m sorry. Please let

in my throat. For a moment, I considered tying him up and leaving him there, but I decided to release my grip. I stood, allowing the homeless man to

it-the wolf-whistles and vulgar comments. A group of men, clearly impressed by what they’d

at that,” one of them remarked, his voice dripping with sleaze. “Who wouldn’t want a hot Alpha girlfriend like

I picked up my pace. But the men followed. The sound of their wolf whistles grated on my nerves, each one more insistent than the

in closer with every word, “Such

benign banter turned sour, their intentions clear. The looming bridge up ahead cast an ominous shadow, its underside masked in darkness. It was the perfect cover for them, and I felt the familiar icy tendrils of panic weave their way around

voice. “Back off! I’m not interested.”

slicked-back hair, sauntered forward, chuckling, “Ooh, so scary. Think you can take

displayed his neck mockingly. “Go ahead, baby.

my pepper spray? But self- pity wouldn’t help me now. I had to think fast. Every instinct in me told me to run,

took a deep breath, preparing to unleash whatever I could muster. I just needed a