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.

betraying years 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 footsteps grew louder

to you!” His voice grew

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

tone to it. “Look at you-dressed all nice, with that shiny hair and those expensive-

said I don’t have any money.

distant and glazed, now sharpened with a mix of desperation and malice. “You Alphas… always thinking you’re better than everyone else. But

slid to my side pocket, and the realization struck me like a blow. My wallet. Before I could react,

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

stammered, struggling beneath my grip. “Alright,

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

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

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

my pace. But the men followed. The sound of their wolf whistles grated

closer with every word, “Such a fierce little Alpha, aren’t you? Why don’t you come home with

shadow, its underside masked in darkness. It was the perfect cover for them, and I felt the familiar icy

squared my shoulders and raised my voice. “Back off! I’m not interested.” My claws extended menacingly, the tips glinting sharply in

a tall man with slicked-back hair, sauntered forward, chuckling, “Ooh, so scary.

by his friend’s bravado, displayed his neck mockingly. “Go ahead, baby. Cut me. I like it rough.” His suggestive

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

deep breath, preparing