His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 303 Swimming Lessons

Logan.

As the gentle hum of the evening pool party enveloped me, my eyes kept darting towards the entrance to the cabins, eagerly waiting for Ella. She had been gone for what felt like an eternity, leaving me with a strange concoction of excitement and nervousness.

There was no denying that she was something special, even if our ‘relationship’ wasn’t what people believed it to be.

“I think she’s softening toward you,” my wolf said. “I could feel it tonight.”

“That means nothing,” I said. “She may be softening, just like they all do. But the fact of the matter is this: she’s out of my league, and from an entirely different world. We’d never last.”

I felt my wolf growl inside of me, but it was true. As much as I was fascinated with Ella, we were just too different. She was a goodie-two- shoes, a princess from the light side. I grew up on the dark side, and no matter how badly I, too, wanted to end all of this Mafia business, I knew that it was unlikely to happen. You can’t teach an old dog new tricks.

As I took another sip of my drink, I suddenly felt a cold presence slide up next to me. It was a feeling I had come to associate with one person and one person only-Harry.

“So, brother,” he drawled in that irritatingly condescending tone of his. “How are things with the new girlfriend?”

There was a hint of mockery in his tone, an insinuation that lingered between the words. I clenched my glass tighter, hoping

great,” I replied curtly, determined not to

mine and always looking for trouble, darted briefly towards the cabins’ entrance. A smug smirk stretched across his face. “Oh, really? Because from where I’m

flash of anger, my grip on the glass threatening to shatter it.

fated mates,” he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “But don’t flatter

expected Harry and I had our differences, but he had a sharp instinct for sniffing out pretenses. It was unsettling to think that

leaned closer, his breath cold against my ear. “Maybe you should make your business less obvious then, little

with the noise of the party. I stood there, reeling from the confrontation. It was never easy with Harry. He always had a way of getting

had settled in my stomach. I knew Harry thrived on seeing others uncomfortable, and I refused to let him have that satisfaction. I decided

impatience was a clear indication of how much she’d already come to mean to me, even in the short

anyone else believed it didn’t

with Harry melted away. She looked unsure, almost vulnerable, wrapped in a towel, and the protective urge I felt towards

of her hand, the towel

in moonlight, her bikini barely there. It was,

she asked, looking around

wolf’s voice in my mind, urging me to close the gap between

strain in my swim trunks. I

before she or anyone else could have a chance to see my arousal, sending a tidal wave of water crashing onto nearby

filled the air, effectively drawing the attention

seated at the pool’s edge, her feet skimming

her lip. “I’m… not a great swimmer. Deep water makes

help but smirk. “The Alpha Princess is afraid of water?” I asked teasingly, cocking my