His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 297

Chapter 297 Temptation & Her Mistress

Logan

The symphony of the ballroom surrounded us: the gentle murmur of voices, the soft clink of glasses, and the mesmerizing notes of the orchestra weaving a spell around the dancing couples.

But amidst all the sounds, there was a silence, a charged void, between Ella and me. Every step we took, every turn, and every glide was a wordless conversation.

My wolf, always alert beneath the surface, yearned to entangle with hers, to join in a dance of their own. I could feel the pull, the almost magnetic attraction between our two spirits, and it was maddening.

“I wish she would let me in,” my wolf complained, his voice a growl in the back of my mind as it mirrored my own turmoil. “Just for a moment.”

“I know,” I answered. “She’s a fortress.”

No matter what I did, Ella and her wolf resisted. There was a barrier, a wall she had erected, both to protect herself and to maintain at distance from the chaos of my world. My wolf growled low in frustration, longing to bridge that gap, to assert our bond..

I wanted to pull her close, to feel her breath against my lips, to lose myself in the intoxicating allure she radiated. The urge was overwhelming, almost primal, yet the conscious part of me fought it..

I knew it wasn’t the time, nor the place.

“You keep staring at me,” Ella said, a ghost of a smirk playing on her lips. “It’s weird.”

through a twirl as the music swelled. “You keep staring at me,

turned an even deeper shade of red than it already was. “You’re flirting with me.” “So what if

intensity between us grew. My hand tightened on her waist, her fingers gripped my shoulder a tad firmer,

concluded, with our

to the side and met my father’s piercing eyes. They

sudden tension. Her eyes, previously soft and lost in our connection, now held a hint of confusion, perhaps

words catching in my throat, “get yourself another drink

change. “Alright,” she replied, her voice betraying what almost sounded like

emotions within. I knew I had to face my father, to address whatever reservations he held. But the thought

in the air as 1 walked over to my father, a poignant reminder of the emotional whirlwind

me. One moment cautious, almost timid, the next, a fierce protector of a stranger. And yet, the very elements of

my father’s voice cut through the gossamer thread of thoughts weaving Ella into my

stature always. reminded me of the old oaks on our family estate-solid, enduring, and occasionally

looked slightly out of place amidst the grandeur, like a

I replied, the shadow of at smile dancing on my lips. “She

Alpha Princess to play your little game

still fixed on Ella. “Rodrick beat that escort, and you and I both know that it’s

next, you plan on taking on half of the men in this place,” my father said, subtly

a man in the corner. He wore a blood red suit, with

my father hissed, drawing my attention back to him. “Rodrick hadn’t paid his bill in quite some time, so it’s all settled now. But cross that line again, and you-and ‘Dahlia’-will both be sorry

over, his gait confident. Marina, dressed in an expensive red dress, was on his arm, laughing at something he

night and day. Where I was reserved, he was boisterous. He reveled in

playing on his lips. “Drowning in

from Harry to Marina. “And you, enjoying the simpler pleasures, I

“Harry does have a way of making everything feel light-hearted,” she said, giving me that snakelike look once more. “Where

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