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?”

didn’t escape me. There was a hint of mockery in his tone, an insinuation that lingered between the words. I clenched my glass tighter, hoping to

curtly, determined not to give him

and always looking for trouble, darted briefly towards the cabins’ entrance. A smug smirk stretched across his

threatening to shatter it. “She’s my fated mate,” I bit

dripping with sarcasm. “But don’t flatter yourself thinking. you’ve got everyone

hit me harder than 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 sniffing out pretenses.

business,” I snapped, my face darkening. Harry leaned closer, his breath cold

he was already striding away, his laughter echoing behind him, mingling with the noise of the party. I stood there, reeling from the confrontation. It was never easy with Harry. He always had a way

stomach. I knew Harry thrived on seeing others uncomfortable, and I refused to let him have that satisfaction. I decided to focus on the reason I

mean to me, even in the short time we had known each other. And while our relationship might have started under unconventional circumstances, the connection I felt

anyone else believed it

from my conversation with Harry melted away. She looked unsure, almost

of her hand, the

in moonlight, her bikini barely there. It was, in all honesty, a

asked, looking around nervously.

heard my wolf’s voice in my mind, urging me to close the gap between us. But I couldn’t. I knew that Ella would just shove me away if I

trunks. I couldn’t

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

the air, effectively drawing the attention

my jump subsided, I noticed Ella seated at the pool’s edge, her feet skimming the surface of the water. I swam over, grinning. “Why

biting her lip. “I’m… not a great

afraid of water?” I asked teasingly, cocking my head to the side.