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?”

been living this

to my chin, I tried to push away the rising tide of worry. “I just wish he would confide in me

protect you, in his own

unshed tears. “I just wish I could be

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

of

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

painting everything in ethereal light. The world seemed peaceful, untouched by the storm that raged

curtains back, I decided to take a walk. Maybe the night air would clear my mind, help

as I wandered 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 kind of furnishings

My feet made soft, echoing sounds on the marble floor as I strolled, occasionally stopping to admire a painting or a

knew it, my stomach emitted an

myself, “all this exploring made me

I eventually stumbled upon a massive double door that opened to reveal an even more

size and splendor, before a gentle voice

dear. Lost, are

standing by the doorway, a soft smile playing on her lips. Her gray hair was neatly pulled into a bun, and there was a familiar warmth in her eyes

I… I was just looking for something to

Wentworth chuckled,

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

allure of a homemade meal was too

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 first steps, say his first