His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 333 Straight To The Heart

Ella

The shadows on the ceiling seemed to sway and dance as I lay on the plush bed, the soft linens providing little comfort to my restless mind. Each tick of the ornate clock on the wall reverberated in my ears, amplifying my rising anxiety.

But it was the silence that was the loudest of all, the quiet punctuated only by my shallow breaths.

“Can’t sleep?” a familiar voice echoed in the depths of my mind, its tone soft and playful. Ema.

“Hey, Ema,” I whispered out loud to the wolf within me, grateful for the company. She chuffed in amusement. “You’re thinking about him. I can tell.”

I sighed, turning onto my side, curling up as if shielding myself. “I’m not. I’m just… restless.”

There was a pause, a stillness, before she responded. “Don’t pretend that you’re not worried about him.”

I rolled my eyes. “I’m not worried.”

She chuckled, a sound that reverberated through my core. “Ella, after all these years, do you think you can hide your feelings from me?”

“I’m just…” I hesitated, searching for the right words, my heartbeats quickening. “He could be out there doing something dangerous right now. He’s always involved in something risky.”

My wolf hummed, a gentle, soothing sound that seemed to wrap around me. “He’s strong, Ella. And smart. Logan knows how to handle himself.”

“That’s what I’m afraid of,” I whispered, my voice catching. “He might push himself too far. What if something happens?”

“He’s been living this life long before you came into the picture.

I tried to push away the rising tide of worry. “I just wish he would confide in me more. Maybe then I wouldn’t be so

in his own way. But it’s okay to

eyes stinging with unshed tears. “I just wish I could be there with him, side by side. To face the dangers

within. “Your fierceness always did amuse me. But for now, try

of silence. “Then maybe

cold marble floor sent a shiver up my spine, grounding me. Taking a deep breath, I got to my feet and padded

the moon bathed the gardens in a silvery glow, painting everything in ethereal light. The world

walk. Maybe the night air would clear my mind, help calm

around Logan’s mansion. The high ceilings and grandeur of the rooms I passed seemed endless, a testament to Logan’s taste for luxury. Every turn revealed ornate artwork, gilded mirrors, and the

as this, one could easily get lost-both physically and metaphorically. My feet made soft, echoing sounds on the marble floor as I strolled, occasionally stopping to

to lose its meaning, and before l knew it, my stomach emitted

I muttered to myself, “all this exploring made

a massive double door that opened to reveal an even more impressive kitchen. The counters sparkled with cleanliness, and the steel appliances looked straight out

stood there for a moment, absorbing the size and splendor, before a gentle

dear. Lost,

her lips. Her gray hair was neatly pulled into a bun, and there was

I was just looking for something to eat,” I

chuckled, her eyes

of the stools by the kitchen island. “Why don’t you let me whip up something for

a moment, but the allure of a homemade meal was too

worked, she started speaking, her voice soft and filled with memories. “You know, I’ve been with Logan’s family since he was a little boy. I watched him grow up, take his