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.”

but how did he manage to get the intel to the rival gang? We’ve been

down my spine. “There are always rats in the shadows. But they’re not as clever as they think. They’ll slip up, and when they do, we’ll

rival gang. The ‘W’ drug, something I had only first heard whispers of that night, was now at the center

faces soon,” Harry continued confidently, “and when they do,

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

alcove. I could hear my own ragged

for my wrist, feeling the faint imprints of his fingers. Turning to face him, I was met with those same intense

tousled hair gave him an air of ruggedness. But it was the depths of

spine. They almost seemed to dance with mischief,

My voice trembled, echoing the

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

with the fear and adrenaline coursing through my veins. “You’re the

stranger nodded, but said

to Harry… and how he had somehow stumbled across me twice now in a row.

you, I happened to be here. Another couple of steps, and

I finally managed, feeling a hot flush creep up my cheeks as I realized just how close our bodies were in this small alcove. “I

me fully. “Just being

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

tousled dark hair, seemed to come straight

uh, get back to my room,” I stammered,

loudly in my ears. But the figure that emerged from the darkness

darted suspiciously between me and Devon. Logan’s broad frame stood protectively in front of me, his gaze narrowed at the man who had just saved me for the second

unmistakable. “Logan,” I