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?”

filled with understanding. “He’s been living this life long before you came into the

the blankets up to my chin, I tried to push away the rising tide of worry. “I

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

I could be

within. “Your fierceness always did amuse me.

of silence. “Then

and 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 padded softly

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

air would clear my mind, help calm

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 one would see in glossy magazines. But

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

my stomach emitted an audible growl, pulling

to myself,

a massive double door that opened

absorbing the size

dear. Lost, are

her lips. Her gray hair was neatly

for

chuckled, her

right place.” She motioned for me to sit at one of the stools by the kitchen island. “Why don’t you let me whip up something

of a homemade meal was too hard to resist. “A sandwich would be wonderful.

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 first steps, say his first