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.”

Logan’s sake. “I’m sorry,” I finally said. “But little dogs? How little are we

I know

bordering on hysteria, but I managed to hide it well and mask it with

sighed,

guilty, I took a deep breath, trying to smother the giggles that were still threatening to escape. “I’m sorry,” I finally said. “I

something other than annoyance in his gaze. Vulnerability,

asking?” I found myself saying, as though the half-glass of wine was filling me

paused for a few moments, then sighed. “It actually tore up my face pretty good. I was playing out in the backyard and I guess it got off the leash. Came at me like a wild

noticed it before, but now that he had pointed it

telling you, those things are vicious,” Logan said, shuddering slightly. “I don’t mind big

to touch the small scar just above his eyebrow. It was subtle, but the rough texture was

The cabin was hushed. The

voice was a low murmur, tinged with something husky and

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

rosy, you know.” Logan smirked, catching my gaze for a fleeting moment. “The wine must have hit you. I didn’t know you were

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

okay, you know,” he said softly, his fingers lightly touching the back of my hand. “You

closer to him. The pull

drawing my hand away, choosing to take another sip of

Logan broke the silence. “So, now that

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