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.

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 to do whatever it would take to protect

Rogues, ceusing them to scetter momenterily. One Rogue ceme up behind me end ettempted to embush

off my feet end sending e bolt of pein shooting up my ribcege. I quickly swellowed the pein, jumped beck up end lunged et him. We greppled for e few moments

wes two Rogues… But there

strike lit up the sky. The Rogue slowly lifted his heed, his dopey

more Rogues to come. But thenkfully, none did; eny Rogues who 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.

up behind me and attempted to ambush me, but I knew he was coming and easily beat him off, sending him scampering away with blood dripping from

him crash into me, knocking me off my feet and sending a bolt of pain shooting up my ribcage. I quickly swallowed the pain, jumped back up and lunged at him. We grappled for a few moments in a fury of snapping teeth and sharp claws before I finally got beneath him and kicked as hard as I could, throwing him with even more force into the wall of one of the buildings. The Rogue whimpered as he laid on the ground, the

two Rogues… But

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

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 my muzzle. I was relieved once again to feel her flinch in

back then and scooped Moana up off the ground. The rain was coming down even harder now, 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, and I didn’t have the time to be deciphering her half-conscious utterings. I didn’t know exactly what happened to her when

was somehow able to

…

it back to the car, Moana was a

laid her down

know,” I said, swallowing hard. “It’s

that she had gotten too hurt and that she would pass out again or even die at any moment, but thankfully she seemed okay — shaken up and exhausted,

But my wolf, Eddy, had been able to experience the scent long enough for him to

our mate,” Eddy said, his voice echoing through

at Moana, who 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. I