His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 328 Homesick

Ella

Sobs shook my body and tears blurred my vision as I cradled my chafed wrists, the ropes having left their brutal imprint.

Each throb was a piercing reminder of the dark ordeal I had just survived. God, why did I take the subway tonight? Why didn’t I call an Uber, or even call Logan to take me home after the work party?

I wasn’t sure how long I sat there. It wasn’t until my legs felt stiff from sitting on the floor that I realized that I needed to move.

Pushing through the pain, I rose shakily, the world seeming to tilt and blur around me. My reflection in the living room mirror showed a woman with smeared mascara, disheveled hair, and eyes haunted by terror.

The fear in my eyes was jarring, alien. This wasn’t me, or at least, not the me I recognized.

Driven by a need to wash away the evidence of my attack, I shuffled to the bathroom. The sterile lights bathed the room in a glaring. brightness, making my head throb more acutely. But I focused on the cool water. streaming from the tap, letting its gentle. cascade rinse the abrasions on my wrists.

The water ran red, merging with the crimson imprints of the rough ropes. Gazing at the pattern it made as it spiraled down the drain, I felt detached, numb, like I was floating outside of my body and watching from a distance. The intense pain, not just in my wrists but a deep- seated ache in my skull, snapped me back to reality.

“You should have fought,” Ema’s voice growled within, fierce and primal. “I was so close to giving you my power until he pulled out Daisy’s picture. But your fear held you back.”

Maybe Ema was right; maybe I should have fought, and maybe my fear of the masked men did hold me back.

But the rational part of me, the human side, knew better. It would have been pointless, I responded internally. Even with my rigorous training, confronting a group of Alphas single- handedly would have been suicidal.

“This was the best outcome,” I assured both her and myself out loud, “for now, at least. I could be dead right now, but I’m not.”

run. We don’t back down.

was palpable, sending a flare of heat across my consciousness. But the reality was stark, and the stakes were too high. If I challenged them and lost,

bathroom sink. “I know you wanted to fight. But all that matters right now is

resolution was there, clear

“After everything you’ve worked for, everything you’ve achieved.. You’ll let a bunch

nights at the office, of grueling cases, of courtroom victories, of the respect I was finally garnering in the legal arena. But as potent as those images were, they were instantly overshadowed by the chilling pictures of Daisy that those men had flaunted. The very thought made my stomach clench

argued back, my voice choked with emotion. “Not if Daisy’s safety is compromised.

voice was subdued, understanding. “You’re right. She’s our family. Protecting her is our

the last tendrils of

this new chapter of fleeing and hiding, but first, I

familiar weight somewhat grounding, I dialed the familiar number. As the dial tone droned, each ring spiked my anxiety, filling me with a sense of foreboding. I needed to hear their voices, needed the reassurance that they were safe, untouched

persisted, every heartbeat a painful reminder of the dangers that lurked in the shadows. Still, as I waited for Moana to pick up, I willed myself to keep it together. Falling apart wasn’t an option-not when Daisy’s safety was

other end. “Hey, Mom.” I tried

fine, darling,” Moana replied, the hint of concern in her voice unmistakable. “But what’s this surprise call for?

lied. I couldn’t bring myself to worry her

keen as ever, “you’ve always been the strong one, but you don’t always have to be. If something’s bothering you, remember that you can

form in my throat, I quickly diverted the topic. “How’s everyone?

“Always looking out for her, aren’t you? She’s doing great, a real firecracker that

lilt, she added, “And speaking of firecrackers, have you found any

had intertwined. But I wasn’t ready for that conversation, not yet. Probably not ever. And especially not now, with the weight of the day’s events still fresh on my mind and on

little too quickly. “I’m not in a relationship,

knowing silence lingered for a moment. “Alright, honey. But just know, life’s

I talk to Daisy for