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?”

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

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

grew tender, maternal almost. “He’s trying to protect you, in his own way. But it’s okay to be scared.

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

fierceness always did amuse me. But for now, try to rest.

sheets. There was a beat of silence. “Then maybe you should do something

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

a silvery glow, painting everything in ethereal light. The world

night air would clear my mind, help calm the whirlwind of

a testament to Logan’s taste for luxury. Every turn revealed ornate artwork, gilded mirrors, and the kind of furnishings one would see

physically and metaphorically. My feet made soft, echoing sounds on the marble floor

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

course,” I muttered to myself, “all this exploring

bit challenging, but I eventually stumbled upon a massive double door

for a moment, absorbing the size and splendor, before a gentle voice broke

dear. Lost, are

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

was just looking for something to eat,” I admitted

chuckled, her

the right place.” She motioned for me to sit at one of the stools by the kitchen island.

homemade meal was too hard to resist. “A

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