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.

trained on the path ahead. But

to you!” His voice grew more insistent. “Spare some

have any money on me,” I replied, hoping that my firm

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

halted abruptly, rounding on him. “I said I don’t have any money. Now please,

now sharpened with a mix of desperation 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 put

my side pocket, and the realization struck me like a blow. My wallet. Before I could react, he lunged at me,

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

the homeless man stammered, struggling beneath my grip.

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

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

his voice dripping with sleaze. “Who

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

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 you come

cast an ominous shadow, its underside masked in darkness. It was the perfect cover for them, and I

voice. “Back off! I’m not

than heeding my warning, the largest of the group, a tall man with slicked-back hair, sauntered

bravado, displayed his neck mockingly. “Go ahead, baby. Cut me.

I berated myself. Why had I been so careless 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 run, but

as my wolf grew more agitated, urging me to fight and defend, I took a deep breath, preparing to unleash whatever I could muster. I just needed a small distraction or an