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.

rough, betraying years of exposure to the harsh outdoors. I quickened my pace, keeping my eyes trained on the

to you!” His voice grew more insistent.

replied, hoping that my firm tone would

he laughed, a raspy, almost mocking tone to it. “Look at you-dressed all nice, with that

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

malice. “You Alphas… always thinking you’re

I could react, he

and grabbed his wrist, twisting it behind his back and

the homeless man stammered, struggling beneath my grip. “Alright, alright, I’m sorry. Please let me

but I decided to release my grip. I stood, allowing the homeless man to scramble to his feet. Without a word, he took off and

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

of them remarked, his voice dripping with sleaze. “Who wouldn’t want a hot

to myself, brushing myself off as I picked up my pace. But the men followed.

smirk splitting his face. Another added, leaning in closer with every word, “Such a fierce little Alpha, aren’t you? Why don’t you come home with

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

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

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

displayed his neck mockingly. “Go ahead, baby. Cut me. I like it rough.” His suggestive tone only heightened

help me now. I had to

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