His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 294 Out Of Element

Ella

The ballroom dazzled, and it wasn’t just because of the opulent chandeliers dripping with crystals or the intricately patterned marble floors. It was the undercurrents of power and danger, the whispered exchanges and sidelong glances. Every single person seemed important in ways I didn’t understand, and every conversation felt weightier than it should.

Logan led me around the room, his charm a palpable force. I couldn’t help but watch him, part in awe and part in apprehension, as he interacted effortlessly with those around him. As we weaved through the crowd, a loud, boisterous voice pulled us into an unwanted spotlight.

“Logan!” A tall man with an ostentatious suit grinned widely, slapping Logan’s back with a hearty laugh. “Who’s this stunner you’ve got with you? Another fleeting diversion?”

Logan’s face tightened for just a split second before he responded, his voice dripping with controlled authority. “This is Dahlia. My girl.”

A peculiar warmth flooded my cheeks, and I felt something unexpected surge deep within me. My wolf stirred, reacting with a fierce possessiveness to Logan’s declaration. There was an almost overpowering urge to bridge the

small gap between us, to press my lips to his and mark him as mine. Ema growled softly, urging me to claim what she saw as rightfully ours.

“No,” I forcefully told her. “Not now. Not here.”

nearly missed Logan’s

lied, offering a smile I hoped was convincing. He eyed me, not fooled for a second. “You don’t have to put on a

I tried to imagine seeing this world through his eyes, a never-ending battlefield of politics and power plays.

“Trust me, I know. It’s like being in a nest of vipers, every single time. But it’ll

toward

alone. He simply tightened his grip on my hand, pulling

of everything my internal battles, the overbearing atmosphere-threatened to crush

a moment,” I murmured, needing a reprieve. Logan nodded, his fingers lightly brushing a strand of hair out of my face, putting on the show of a couple

the time you

was an oasis of soft, ambient lighting and muted

stood near a gilded mirror, one crying softly while the other two tried to console her. Their elegant dresses spoke of the same affluence I had seen outside, but their faces held tales of a

mirror. “Is everything okay?” The crying girl, her mascara smeared, lifted her

of her friends, a tall blonde with a sharp jawline, sighed heavily. “She didn’t play her part. well, apparently.

I demanded. The third girl, with chestnut curls cascading down her back, gently nudged the

tear and tried to straighten. up. “It doesn’t matter.

genuine connection. Lina smirked bitterly, wincing in pain. “Are you one of us, then?

from the stark reminder of my own privilege, whether it was fake or not. “No, I’m a… girlfriend. To

smile playing on her lips. “Lucky you. Riding the wave without getting

have our roles

her eye. “Thanks,” she mumbled. The three of them exchanged glances. I felt like I’d unwittingly stumbled into a world I didn’t

her icy blue eyes studying me, “do you

hesitated, caught off guard by the directness of her question. “It’s…