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.”

boss, but how did he manage to get the intel to the rival gang? We’ve been careful,” another voice chimed

shadows. But they’re not as clever as they think. They’ll slip up, and when they

the 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

continued confidently, “and when

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

faded, a thick silence enveloped the alcove. I could hear my own ragged breathing, the rapid thudding of my heart threatening to

the stranger released me, taking a cautious step back. I instinctively reached for my wrist, feeling the faint imprints of his fingers. Turning to face him, I was met with those

hair gave him an air of ruggedness. But it was the depths of his eyes that held me captive-a swirling mix of

sent shivers down my spine. They almost seemed to dance with mischief, but there was a depth

trembled, echoing the rapid

lips curved into a half-smile, revealing a dimple. “Devon,” he whispered, his gaze never leaving mine. “I thought I recognized you at the party.

blinked, trying to process his words while 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, but said

stumbled across me twice now in

situation. “Lucky for you, I happened to be here. Another couple of steps, and you might’ve been the next

pounded like a war drum in my chest. “Thank you,” I finally managed, feeling a hot

being

of the situation sunk in, I couldn’t help but take a moment to really look

was undeniably attractive. His chiseled features, framed by a mop of tousled dark hair, seemed to come straight out of a romance novel. The realization made me suddenly

room,” I stammered, taking

spiked again, heart thudding loudly in my ears. But the figure that emerged from the

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

edge to his voice unmistakable. “Logan,” I started, feeling