His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 306 Right Place, Right Time

Ella

The dark alcove where the stranger had pulled me offered a deceptive sense of security, but every fiber of my being screamed danger.

Before I could make sense of how I knew this man, his fingers tightened around my wrist, and his other hand came up to rest on my lips, silencing any potential scream. The soft glow from a distant chandelier created a play of light and shadow across his face, emphasizing his intense gaze.

My wolf growled inside of me, a low rumble of warning that vibrated through my core. “Fight,” she whispered, urging me to attack the stranger and make a break for it. I could feel my muscles tensing in preparation, every instinct primed to obey the primal voice inside my head.

But just as I was about to make my move, a hauntingly familiar voice echoed down the corridor, freezing me in my tracks. Harry and his men. They were headed our way.

“…don’t know why you trusted him in the first place,” one of the men sneered.

“That’s why he’s dead now,” came Harry’s voice, dripping with casual malice. The sound of footsteps grew louder, echoing the dread that rose in my chest.

My heart raced as I pressed myself deeper into the shadows of the alcove, the stranger’s hold unyielding. Straining my ears, I picked up more of their conversation.

“This ‘W’ drug is our ticket to the top,” Harry said, the sinister undertones in his voice making me shiver. “That rat had to be dealt with.”

manage to get the intel to the rival gang? We’ve been careful,” another voice

my spine. “There are always rats in the shadows. But they’re not as clever as they think. They’ll

situation became painfully clear. The man they’d killed was an informant, a mole who was feeding information to a rival gang. The ‘W’ drug, something I had only first heard whispers of that night, was now at the center of a dangerous game, and

faces soon,” Harry continued confidently, “and when they do, they’ll wish. they’d

never wavered, even as Harry and his goons passed by our hiding. spot. Every second felt like an eternity, and all I could think of was the very real danger that loomed nearby. The temptation to bolt was overwhelming, but the stranger’s firm hold kept me

could hear my own ragged breathing, the rapid thudding of

faint imprints of his fingers. Turning to face him, I was met with those same intense eyes, searching mine for any

gave him an air of ruggedness. But it was the depths of his eyes that held me captive-a swirling mix of mystery, danger, and something I couldn’t

into mine sent shivers down my spine. They almost seemed to dance with mischief,

My voice trembled, echoing

mine. “I thought I recognized you

still grappling with the fear and adrenaline coursing through my veins. “You’re the man from the park, aren’t you? The one who helped me deal with those other

nodded,

had somehow stumbled across me twice now in a row. “I… I didn’t mean to

for you, I happened to be here. Another couple of steps, and you might’ve been the next ‘traitor’ going

heart pounded like a war drum in my chest. “Thank you,” I finally managed, feeling a hot flush creep up my cheeks as I realized just how close our bodies were

being

sunk in, I couldn’t help but take a moment to really look at

features, framed by a mop of tousled dark hair, seemed to come

back to my room,” I stammered, taking a cautious step

loudly in my ears. But the figure that emerged from the darkness wasn’t another henchman or an assassin-it

was thick with relief, but his eyes darted suspiciously between me and Devon. Logan’s broad frame stood

here?” He demanded, the edge to his voice unmistakable. “Logan,” I started,