His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 295 Black Eyes & White Lies

Ella

The dim light of the restroom cast shadows that danced eerily across the ornate walls. I stood there, staring blankly at the face reflected back at me from the gilded mirror. The hushed. whispers of the escorts in the adjacent stalls echoed painfully in my mind, punctuated by the occasional muted giggle from the ballroom outside.

A world of stark contrasts. My heart thudded painfully, each beat. screaming a desperate question. What could I, Ella, do in a world of opulence, where beneath the surface, darkness thrived?

“Ella.” The soft, husky voice in my mind was familiar, comforting. Ema always seemed to speak up when I was in turmoil, a constant friend and source of reason. “These women… they need our help.

I closed my eyes, trying to still the tumultuous emotions raging within. “It’s not our world, Ema. Interfering might bring danger to us and them.”

are strong, Ella. We are wolf and woman. These women, they’re victims of predators of a different kind. Women should help women, stand

with theirs,” I whispered out loud, my voice shaky. “If I do something, there could be dire consequences. Not just for me, but for

coldness of my fears. “All you need to do is tell Logan. Perhaps he’ll have advice, or maybe he’ll act on it. From what we’ve seen, he cares

Images of Logan’s tender touches and sweet words from earlier

also a lurking fear, one that had been planted by the whispered tales of the escorts about the unpredictable

voice barely audible. “What if he’s just playing a part,

that unveiled his true nature? What if

gentle nudge, a feeling more than words. It was a reminder of the bond. we shared, the

we stand by, do nothing, the weight of that inaction might be too

hit me with a clarity that was jolting. Yes, there was danger. Yes, there was uncertainty. But the idea of not acting, of letting another

up my mind. I’d talk to Logan. Regardless of the outcome, I had to try. Because the true danger wasn’t just in the world outside,

witnessed within. As I stepped back out into the main area, the voices and laughter from the ballroom flowed over me like a

voice broke through my reverie, his clear eyes searching mine. “You were gone for a while. Everything okay?” I hesitated, wondering once more if I should share. But the memory of Lina’s pained, blackened eye, and my wolf’s urgency,

in there. Escorts. One of them… she

hair. The fine lines on his face seemed to deepen, as if he was all too familiar with

murmured, a shadow crossing his features. “Some of these men only see them as objects, thinking their wealth and power lets them get away with treating them like

voice shaking. Logan glanced around before leaning closer. “I’ll take care of it,” he promised, his voice laced with a lethal calm. My heart raced. “Are

this city. If