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?”

mockery in his tone, an insinuation that lingered between the words. I clenched my glass tighter, hoping

great,” I replied curtly, determined not to give him the satisfaction

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

felt a flash of anger, my grip on the glass threatening to shatter it. “She’s my fated mate,” I bit out. “You’ve no business assuming anything about

laughter, cold and mirthless, grated on my nerves. “I have no doubt you two are fated mates,” he said, his voice dripping with

I cared to admit. The fact that our ‘relationship’ might be under scrutiny wasn’t something I had expected Harry and I had our differences, but he had a sharp instinct for

face darkening. Harry leaned closer, his breath

him, mingling with the noise of the party. I stood there, reeling from the confrontation. It

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

how much she’d already come to mean to

or anyone else

her took my breath away. The lingering tension from my conversation with Harry melted away. She looked unsure, almost vulnerable, wrapped in a towel, and the protective urge I felt towards

a single movement of her hand, the

bikini barely there. It was, in

around nervously. “It’s

me to close the gap between us. But

a strain in my swim trunks. I couldn’t let her or anyone else see the effect she was having on

else could have a chance to see my arousal, sending a tidal

sound of surprised yelps and laughter filled the air, effectively drawing the

subsided, I noticed Ella seated at the pool’s edge, her feet skimming

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

Princess is afraid of water?” I asked teasingly, cocking my head to the side. Ella’s face