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.

pace, keeping my eyes trained on the path ahead. But the nagging feeling that I was being followed persisted, and sure enough, his footsteps grew louder and

I’m talking to you!” His voice

me,” I replied, hoping that my firm tone would discourage him. from continuing this pursuit.

nice, with

“I said I don’t have any money. Now please, leave me

now sharpened with a mix of desperation and malice. “You Alphas… always thinking

gaze slid to my side pocket, and the realization struck me like a blow. My wallet. Before I could react, he lunged at me, fingers. reaching for my pocket. Panic surged, and

took over. In one swift motion, I side-stepped and grabbed his wrist, twisting it behind his back and pushing him to the

struggling beneath my grip. “Alright, alright,

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 scramble to his feet. Without a word,

to catch my breath when I heard it-the wolf-whistles and vulgar comments. A group of men, clearly impressed

voice dripping with sleaze. “Who wouldn’t want a

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

the rush?” one jeered, a predatory smirk splitting his face. Another added, leaning in closer with

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

“Back

largest of the group, a tall man with slicked-back hair, sauntered forward, chuckling,

emboldened by his friend’s bravado, displayed his neck mockingly. “Go ahead, baby.

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

fight and defend, I took a deep breath, preparing to