His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 329 Not Alone

Ella

The evening shadows stretched long and dark across my apartment’s hardwood floor, a stark contrast to the flickering yellow street light outside that threw mottled patterns on the dark brick walls of my apartment.

The fragrant scent of the lavender candle l always had lit hung in the air despite the fact that I hadn’t lit it yet today, but either way, its calming effects seemed lost on me now. The buzzing of the intercom had felt like an electrical jolt to my system. Every nerve in my body was on high alert. Gripping the knife tightly, its cool, reassuring weight in my palm, I cautiously approached the door.

“Who’s there?” My voice wavered, betraying the tight knot of fear in my stomach. The silence that followed was deafening until he finally spoke. “Ella, it’s me. Logan.” The muffled voice came through, carrying a hint of surprise and confusion.

I swallowed, somewhat relieved, and hit the button to let him into the building. “Don’t leave the door open,” I murmured.

A few moments later, there was a knock on the door. Instinctively, even though I knew it would just be Logan, I felt my body tense once more.

Gazing through the peephole, my heart rate steadied a touch as I recognized Logan’s tousled dark hair and worried blue eyes. He held a bottle of wine in his hands-probably the same brand that we had shared together before. It was clear that he planned on coming here to celebrate, if not at least for our win earlier, but for our kiss.

But tonight, everything was different. My grip on the knife didn’t loosen, even though I opened the door slowly.

Logan stepped in, a warm smile taking over his features. He held the wine bottle up so I could see it in the light. “Thought I’d splurge on a bottle of wine. And…”

landed on the knife. I wasn’t quick enough to pull my sleeves over the red

he murmured, eyes widening in alarm. “What the hell happened to you? Why do you have a

concern evident in every line of his face. He took a moment to survey my apartment, noticing the bags scattered

eyes darting between my face and the knife. I hesitated, torn. The memories of the night’s events threatened to drown me, each detail

inside my mind.

had done nothing but keep me safe so far. At least, that was how

I’m leaving

expression turned incredulous. “What? After all

pain and fear sitting heavily in my chest finally bubbled to the surface, and the words spilled out

attacked tonight, in the subway. They took me to some godforsaken underground area and… and showed me

sleeves back to reveal the full extent of the red marks on my wrists.

shards of glass. For a split second, the crash sounded like

any attention to the mess he had just made, Logan’s hand shot out and grabbed my wrist. I flinched and winced, feeling the burning. sensation on my skin from his touch-and the electric shock

low, every bit the growl of the alpha wolf. I quickly pulled away. “I don’t know, but they were clear in their threat.” My voice trembled, the painful welts on my wrists and the aching.

your home. You’ve built at life here, a reputation. Hell, look at what you accomplished today! That was all you!

it’s not about me!” I snapped, frustration mounting. “It’s about Daisy. If anything happened to her because of me…” The thought was unbearable. Logan’s features