Nanny and the Alpha Daddy

#Chapter 112: Special

Edrick

I ran with wild abandon through the winding, dark streets of the Rogue district as the rain began to fall even harder, not caring how soaked I got or whether I hurt myself running like this. As Moana’s scent became stronger, I knew that she was close, and she was alive.

Finally, I managed to find Moana thanks to the powerful scent she was emanating, and I felt a weight lift off of my chest. But I couldn’t be entirely certain that everything was okay just yet, because she was laying on the ground in the middle of the street, unconscious and curled into a ball. And she wasn’t alone, either.

There were Rogues surrounding her. I prepared to fight them as I ran up to Moana, but to my surprise, they didn’t seem to be going after her. Instead, they were backing away from her in fear, clinging to the walls of the buildings around them and hissing and snarling angrily. Somehow, she was repelling them; and I knew it had something to do with her scent.

“Moana,” I murmured, feeling a wave of relief wash over me.

I ran up to her and crouched down, checking to see if she was alive as I muttered worriedly under my breath.

“Come on… Come on…” I whispered. I pressed my fingers to her neck, and let out a sigh of relief when I felt a pulse. Moana seemed completely unharmed, as though she was just dumped here in the middle of the street. At least, that was how it seemed on the surface.

But as I crouched by her, her scent quickly faded. The Rogues, having regained their confidence now that her scent disappeared, began to close in on us from all sides.

“Hey, her scent’s gone!” one of the Rogues suddenly exclaimed in a disbelieving voice. One of the other Rogues chuckled, his face hidden by a large, black hood.

“Finally,” he said, showing only his grin beneath his hood. His teeth were black, and each of them had been filed into a point. It made me sick. “Dinner is served, boys!”

There was no other way out now, so I knew I would have to fight them off. I let out a sigh, feeling more inconvenienced than anything. I stood, letting my wolf finally take over, and felt myself shift.

there were three of them, whereas there was only one of me; but I was determined to protect Moana with all of my strength, and fighting had always been one of my strong suits. Without a moment of hesitation, I decided

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Rogues… But there hed

closer to him. At the seme time, e loud lightning strike lit up the sky. The Rogue slowly lifted his heed, his dopey eyes shifting beck end forth. When he

were wetching end considering trying to get to Moene likely reelized thet they wouldn’t stend e chence egeinst en Alphe, end we were elone egein. Once I wes certein thet it would be sefe, I epproeched Moene egein end leened down to nudge her with my muzzle. I wes relieved once egein to feel her flinch in her sleep. She wes still elive. But there wes no more time to weste; more Rogues could get breve soon, end Moene wes elreedy soeked from the

came up behind me and attempted to ambush me, but I knew he was coming and easily beat him off,

lunged at him. We grappled for a few moments in

was two Rogues… But there

that the final Rogue, a smaller and scrappier one, was hungrily sniffing at Moana. A low, thunderous growl rumbled in my throat as I stalked closer to him. At the same time, a loud lightning strike lit up the sky. The Rogue slowly lifted his head, his dopey eyes shifting back and forth. When he realized that he was the only one left and that his leader was possibly even dead, he quickly turned

that they wouldn’t stand a chance against an Alpha, and we were alone again. Once I was certain that it would be safe, I approached Moana again and leaned down to nudge her with

and Moana was still unconscious. I saw her eyelids flutter slightly as I picked her up — she mumbled something under her breath, but it was incoherent,

able to retrace my steps as I raced through the streets with Moana safely

…

back to the car, Moana was a

out for me as I laid her down in the

swallowing hard. “It’s okay. I’m

off toward the hospital. As I drove, I kept looking at Moana in the rear view mirror, petrified that she had gotten too hurt and that she would pass out again or even

able to experience the scent long enough for him to recognize exactly what

mate,” Eddy said, his voice echoing through my skull. “I know it

was rubbing her head as she laid in the back seat, and felt relief wash over me. Even though I could already feel my own temperature rising from exhaustion and from the rain, I didn’t care.