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.”

wolf bristled. “We don’t run. We don’t back

were too high. If I challenged them and lost, the repercussions would be catastrophic not just for me, but for Daisy. I could feel the weight of that responsibility pulling

said, leaning on the bathroom sink. “I know you wanted to fight. But all that matters right now is that we’re alive, and Daisy stays safe. I need

resolution was there, clear and

contempt. “After everything you’ve worked

office, of grueling cases, of courtroom victories, of the respect I was finally garnering in the legal arena. But as

if Daisy’s safety is compromised. Nothing

wolf. When she finally spoke, her voice was subdued, understanding. “You’re right. She’s our family. Protecting her is our

watching the last tendrils of water snake down the drain, taking with them the

move, about to start this new chapter of fleeing and hiding, but first, I needed to check

anxiety, filling me with a sense of foreboding. I needed to hear their voices, needed the reassurance that they were safe, untouched by the sinister forces that were now dogging my every

a painful reminder of the dangers that lurked in the shadows. Still, as I waited for

“Hey, Mom.”

hint of concern in her voice unmistakable. “But what’s this surprise call

couldn’t bring myself to worry her with the truth. “It’s been a

brief pause, filled with unspoken sentiments. “Ella,” my mother’s voice softened, a mother’s intuition keen as ever, “you’ve always been the strong one, but you don’t always have to be. If something’s bothering

diverted the topic. “How’s everyone? Is

you? She’s doing great,

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

to Logan, the way his lips felt, how our wolves 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

too quickly. “I’m

a moment. “Alright, honey. But just know, life’s too short to not cherish the good moments and

hard, I shifted gears. “Can I talk