His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 358

Chapter 358 Afraid of Dogs

Ella

I had to resist the urge to laugh as Logan’s face drained of color.

“Dogs,” he had said. The irony was not lost on me. Dogs? This man, who could shift into a wolf, was scared of dogs?

He shot me a sideways glance, as if he was sensing the disbelief radiating from my body. “I know what you’re thinking, Ella. But please don’t say it.”

“Say what?” I asked, pushing down the desire to smirk. It was mean of me, I knew that, but it was just so… unexpected.

Logan sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose exasperatedly. “I know. How I can be a werewolf and still be terrified of dogs. But it’s different, okay?”

I cocked my head, genuinely intrigued. “Different how?”

Logan was silent for a few moments, clearly debating whether or not to say anything before he finally let out a deep breath and met my eyes. “It’s the little ones that I’m especially afraid of.”

I couldn’t hold it in anymore. A laugh burst out of my mouth before I had a chance to stop it, immediately causing Logan’s face to flush a bright red. But I couldn’t help myself anymore; this man, well over six feet tall, an Alpha, and the son of a mafia boss, was afraid of small dogs?

“Go ahead and laugh,” he said, shaking his head. “It’s funny to you, but not to me.”

my eyes, trying my best to compose myself for Logan’s sake. “I’m sorry,” I

but he couldn’t mask the embarrassment coloring his cheeks. “Yes, like chihuahuas. I know how it sounds, but I have a good reason. I was

bordering on hysteria, but I managed to hide it well

know how it sounds, Ella.” He sighed, his blue eyes

that were still threatening to escape. “I’m sorry,” I finally said. “I know I shouldn’t

his gaze. Vulnerability,

myself saying, as though the half-glass

I guess it got off the leash. Came at me like a wild animal. Blood everywhere, and

that he had pointed it out, it was clear as day. A small, jagged line crossing through his eyebrow, causing the

don’t mind big dogs quite so much. They’re

scar just above his eyebrow. It was subtle, but the rough texture was distinct under my

cabin was hushed.

or something?” His voice was a low murmur, tinged with

my hand away before I could embarrass myself further. “Of course not,” I lied, fumbling with the hem of my

gaze for a fleeting moment. “The wine must have hit you. I didn’t

in our conversation. But the

lightly touching the back of my hand. “You

me stirred-my wolf- whispering that I should get closer to him. The pull

I resisted, drawing my hand away, choosing to take another sip

in our thoughts. Then Logan broke the silence. “So, now that I’ve embarrassingly spilled my greatest fear, what’s

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