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.”

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

always rats in the shadows. But they’re not as clever

was feeding information to a rival gang. The ‘W’ drug, something I

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

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

I could hear my own ragged breathing, the rapid thudding of my heart threatening

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

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

shivers down my spine. They almost seemed to

My voice trembled, echoing the rapid

into a half-smile, revealing a dimple. “Devon,” he whispered, his gaze never leaving mine. “I thought I recognized you at the party. You’ve got a knack

coursing through my veins. “You’re the man from the park, aren’t you? The one who helped me deal with

stranger nodded, but said

swallowed, wondering how this man was connected to Harry… and how he had somehow stumbled across me twice now in a row. “I… I didn’t

“Lucky for you, I happened to be here.

I finally managed, feeling a hot flush creep up my cheeks as I realized just how close our

being in

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

of tousled dark hair, seemed to come straight out of a romance

back to my room,”

corner. My pulse spiked again, heart thudding loudly in my ears. But

suspiciously between me and Devon. Logan’s broad frame stood protectively in front of me, his gaze narrowed at

going on here?” He demanded, the edge to his voice unmistakable. “Logan,” I started, feeling torn. “This is Devon.