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.”

myself for Logan’s sake.

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

I managed to hide it well and mask it with concern. “You

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

that were still threatening to

his

as though the

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

toward a scar above his eye. I hadn’t noticed it before, but now that he had pointed it out, it was clear as day. A small, jagged

Logan said, shuddering slightly. “I don’t mind big dogs quite so much. They’re closer

to touch the small scar just above his eyebrow. It was subtle, but the rough texture was distinct under my fingertip. For a moment, our eyes locked, and I realized the intimate space that had enveloped us

hushed. The gap

murmur, tinged with something husky

surge of heat climb my neck and rush to my cheeks, I pulled my hand away before I could embarrass myself further. “Of course not,” I lied, fumbling

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

party in our conversation. But the flush I felt was not from the wine; it was from the attention Logan was giving me,

he said softly, his fingers lightly touching the back

that I should get closer to him. The pull toward

resisted, drawing my hand away, choosing to take another

a while, both of us seemingly lost in our thoughts. Then Logan broke the silence. “So, now that I’ve embarrassingly spilled my greatest

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