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

His voice grew more

me,” I replied, hoping that my firm tone would

“Look at you-dressed all nice, with that shiny hair and those expensive- looking boots.

said I don’t

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

Before I could react, he lunged at me,

In one swift motion, I side-stepped and grabbed his wrist, twisting it

homeless man stammered, struggling beneath my grip. “Alright, alright, I’m

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, he took off

even have time to catch my breath when I heard it-the wolf-whistles and vulgar comments. A group of

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

brushing myself off as I picked up my pace. But the men followed. The sound of their wolf whistles grated on my nerves, each one

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

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

“Back off! I’m not interested.” My claws

the group, a tall man with slicked-back hair, sauntered forward, chuckling, “Ooh, so

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

help me now. I had to think fast. Every instinct in me

agitated, urging me to fight and defend, I took a deep breath, preparing to unleash whatever I could muster. I