His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 305 A Familiar Face

Ella

The evening was unusually cool, and the air held the crispness of an impending storm. As I walked along the periphery of the yacht, the cool breeze gently teased my hair, whispering secrets of the sea into my ears.

The yacht itself was magnificent, a true. testament to wealth and extravagance. Every inch sparkled, reflecting the soft glow of the moonlight.

Pulling my jacket tighter around me, I inhaled deeply, allowing the salty air to soothe my frazzled nerves. The party below deck had long since gone quiet, but the lavish bedroom I shared with Logan was no respite, either. I needed a break, some time alone to collect my thoughts..

The sky was painted with the inky blue of dusk, and the horizon seemed to stretch endlessly before me. I walked to the edge of the yacht, leaning on the railing, and felt the coolness seep through the metal into my palms. Below, the ocean waves kissed the side of the boat, whispering its secrets to anyone who would be willing to listen.

As I looked into the depths, I felt the familiar stir of my wolf. We had been one for so long now that her presence was like a second heartbeat. In the quiet moments, when the world around faded, she was my confidante, my mirror.

“Ella,” her voice, a gentle murmur in my mind, began. “Why do you resist the pull with Logan? The connection?”

I sighed, a slow exhale that carried with it the weight of a thousand unspoken words. “I’m not sure what you’re talking about, Ema.”

to yourself if you think you can hide anything from me. Logan… there’s something between

head, I tried to push away the memories of our recent encounters-the brief touches, the lingering glances,

within you, Ella. I feel what you feel. There’s a spark, a tether that pulls you two

it’s impossible. He’s my fated mate, sure, but it’s not like the

merging, Ella. It’s

were the case, my family would never understand. Our traditions, our beliefs…

story that defied all odds, broke barriers. They didn’t have it easy, but they found their way.

of a scoff than genuine mirth. “This isn’t anything like my father and Moana. Logan and I are too different, from entirely different walks of life. It would never work, and once our business arrangement ends in

with skepticism, “why haven’t you rejected him as your mate? You’ve had multiple opportunities, yet here you are, still tethered to him. Maybe, deep down, you actually might care about him more than you let

self-imposed fog. I didn’t have an answer, not one that I was ready to admit. Instead, I continued to gaze out at the vast expanse of the ocean for a while longer, letting

I finally said. “We can’t be together. I… I hate him. I hate this world

the time of your life,

rumble in the back of my throat. As my claws began to instinctively come out, I gripped the railing more tightly, quelling my

“I don’t wanna talk about it

felt her presence fade, as though she was curling up and drifting off

keep moving, I let out a soft sigh and pushed myself away from

my attention. Curiosity piqued,

sell us out like that, Harry?” one voice, rough and slightly anxious, questioned. Harry’s voice, unmistakable in

“In our line of

I dared to peek around the corner. Harry, still wearing his suit from the party,

It’s not just another

drug at the party, which Logan explained to me-a new, highly potent

reputation, but the gravity of the conversation between the group of men weighed heavily