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?”

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

I replied curtly, determined not to give him

for trouble, darted briefly towards the cabins’ entrance. A smug smirk stretched across his face. “Oh, really? Because from where I’m standing, you two don’t seem like

grip on the glass threatening to shatter it. “She’s my fated mate,” I bit out. “You’ve

on my nerves. “I have no doubt you two are fated mates,” he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “But don’t flatter yourself thinking. you’ve got everyone fooled with this

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. It was unsettling to think that he might not be the

breath cold against

behind him, mingling with the noise of the party. I stood there, reeling from the confrontation. It was never easy with Harry. He

had settled in my stomach. I knew Harry thrived on seeing others uncomfortable, and I refused to

a clear indication of how much she’d already come to mean to me,

or anyone else believed it

of her took my breath away. The lingering tension from my conversation with Harry melted away.

a single movement of her hand,

bikini barely there. It was, in all honesty, a bit much for my self-control, and I felt a rush of heat

she asked, looking around

heard my wolf’s voice in my mind, urging me to close the gap between us. But I couldn’t. I knew

I couldn’t let

panic and excitement, I vaulted into the pool before she or anyone else could have a chance to see

surprised yelps and laughter filled the air, effectively drawing the

jump subsided, I noticed Ella seated at the pool’s edge, her feet skimming the surface of the water.

“I’m… not a great swimmer. Deep water

is afraid of water?” I asked teasingly, cocking my head to the side. Ella’s face darkened. “Don’t