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?”

soft sigh, one filled with understanding. “He’s been living this life long before you came into the picture.

tide of worry. “I just wish he would confide in me more. Maybe then I wouldn’t be so afraid

trying to protect you, in his own way.

just wish I could be there with him, side by side. To face the

amuse me. But

clutching the sheets. There was a beat of silence. “Then maybe you should do something else. Distraction,

of the bed. The cold marble floor sent a shiver up my spine, grounding me. Taking a deep breath, I got to my feet

ethereal light. The

the night air would clear my mind, help calm the whirlwind of emotions threatening to consume

for luxury. Every turn revealed ornate artwork, gilded mirrors, and the kind of furnishings one would see in glossy magazines. But for all its opulence, the mansion felt devoid

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 admire a painting

l knew it, my stomach emitted an audible growl, pulling me out

muttered to myself, “all

bit challenging, but I eventually stumbled upon 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 of

the size and splendor, before a gentle voice broke my

dear. Lost, are

playing on her lips. Her gray hair was neatly pulled into a bun, and there was a familiar warmth

just looking for something to

chuckled, her

you’ve come to the right place.” She motioned for me to sit at one of the stools by

but the allure of a homemade meal

set to work with practiced ease, pulling ingredients from the fridge and spreading condiments on soft bread. As she 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