His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 336 The Courier

Ella

The morning light streaming through the delicate lace curtains roused me from a surprisingly restful sleep.

As my senses fully awoke, I became acutely aware of the unfamiliar surroundings once more. Stretching languidly, my fingertips brushed the lavish silk sheets enveloping me, a sharp contrast to the mundane beddings I was used to. For some reason, my thoughts instantly sought Logan.

Dragging myself out of the decadence of the bed, I wrapped a robe around my form and cautiously made my way downstairs.

The scent of freshly baked bread and sizzling bacon tantalizingly teased my senses as I entered the dining room. A sumptuous breakfast was spread out before me on the long table, yet Logan’s seat was conspicuously empty.

Puzzled, I glanced around. “Logan?” I called out tentatively, half-expecting him to appear from around a corner. Instead, a stately middle-aged woman, her hair neatly pulled into a bun, appeared through the swinging kitchen door. Mrs. Wentworth.

“Ah, Miss Ella,” she greeted warmly. “Mr. Logan had to step out for some urgent business, but he instructed us to make sure you had a hearty breakfast.”

A tinge of worry prickled my heart. “Is he alright? Did something happen?”

The housekeeper, with an amused twinkle in her eyes, reassured me. “It’s nothing dangerous, dear. Just routine matters. He’s always running off at odd hours.”

My pride prickled. “I wasn’t worried,” I retorted, attempting to sound nonchalant. “I was just… curious, that’s all.”

The housekeeper’s eyebrows shot up in playful disbelief, and her lips twitched in an amused smirk. “Of course, dear. It’s merely curiosity.”

for me. It was every bit as delicious as it looked, and reminded me of being at home, when our housekeeper Selina would make hearty breakfasts for us. The array of food ranged from soft scrambled eggs and crispy bacon to fresh fruits and aromatic pastries. Each bite was a delightful play of

my plate, I leaned back in the chair, thoroughly

air. “I will. Mr. Logan has ensured you’ll be taken home safely. One

on my lips. My heart still echoed with traces of last

night back in the comfort of my own bed. A bed that

be a peaceful slumber turned into a twisted

closing in as the masked men reached for me. Panic surged through my veins, and I felt myself paralyzed, unable to scream or fight back. Just as their cold, ungloved hands

in another setting, equally horrifying but for different reasons. Before me stood Daisy, my innocent little sister,

tore through the air, one that didn’t belong to Daisy or me, but was a guttural mix

my ribcage as if trying to free itself from the horrors

Almost instinctively, my hand reached for my phone on the bedside table. I unlocked it, my thumb hovering over Logan’s contact,

“Why are you hesitating? He would want to know. You should

put my phone back down, my hand retracting as

would the line be drawn? Was I really prepared to tie my emotional well-being to a man I barely knew?

growled in displeasure. “You’re pushing him away too much, Ella. We’re not alone anymore, and you have to

wolf’s disapproving murmurs. “It was just a nightmare, and nightmares pass. We’ve

Why won’t you let

I shot back, forcing my inner wolf into submission. “I can take

adult agreement. She wasn’t thrilled, but she wasn’t challenging