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.”

my mind. “You’re lying to yourself if you think you can hide anything from me. Logan… there’s something between you two, isn’t

our recent encounters-the brief touches, the

silence between us stretched for what felt like hours. When she finally spoke, her voice was soft but probing. “I live within you, Ella. I feel what you feel. There’s a spark, a tether that pulls

sure, but it’s not like

Ella. It’s about complementing, balancing

chuckle. “But even if that were the case, my family would never understand.

that reverberated through my very soul. “Do you remember your father and Moana’s story? A love story that defied all odds, broke barriers. They didn’t have it easy, but they found their way. And now

and Moana. Logan and I are too different, from entirely

it’s so simple,” she mused, her tone dripping 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

rang true, a clarity that cut through my 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

change anything,” I finally said. “We can’t be together. I… I

having the time of your life,

throat. As my claws began to instinctively come out, I gripped the railing

swallowing. “I don’t wanna talk

though she was curling up and drifting off to sleep. Once again, I was alone with my thoughts and the sounds of the

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

I had barely taken a few steps when muted voices caught my attention. Curiosity piqued, I followed the sound, moving stealthily so as not to

one voice, rough and slightly anxious,

“In our line of work,

some potted plants, I dared to peek around the corner. Harry, still wearing his suit from the party, was talking to a group of men. Among them was his massive bodyguard, whose very presence sent chills down

would he mess with that? It’s not just another street drug,”

explained to me-a new, highly potent substance causing ripples

didn’t surprise me, given his reputation, but the gravity of the conversation between the group of men weighed