Nanny and the Alpha Daddy

#Chapter 190: Stalling for Time

Moana

“And now, I’m finally going to get it over with,” Ethan said as he clicked the safety off on the gun.

During that moment, it felt as though everything froze in time. My mind began to race with a million different things, a million different outcomes. In the corner of my eye, Ella continued to sleep peacefully, oblivious to everything around her. Kelly laid motionless in the corner, and the spotlight that was beaming on my face blinded me so that I couldn’t see anything beyond it.

“Mina, I need you,” I thought, searching for my wolf’s presence. “Please… I know you’re scared, but we have to do something. We can’t let him kill Ella.”

My wolf, who had been hiding in terror as it seemed as though Ethan would surely kill me, showed her presence slightly.

“Keep him talking,” she said, her voice echoing in my mind. “Edrick will find us soon. Just keep him talking.”

I swallowed, hard, and suddenly turned my head to stare straight down the barrel of the gun. Upon seeing my face, Ethan hesitated. His finger, which had been on the trigger, moved away. I felt as though something in him softened when I looked into his eyes, as though the sweet and gentle artist who I had come to call my friend was still in there somewhere. It was a tiny spark, but it was there.

“If I’m going to die, at least let me ask some questions so I can die in peace,” I pleaded. “Please. I just want some answers before I die.”

Ethan paused, then slowly lowered the gun after a long time. As he did, I felt as though the gripping sensation around my heart lessened, and I could breathe again.

his voice low and grim. “What

scrambled, searching for something that would make him talk. Finally, I came up with something. “When I talked to Olivia, she said that I’m the Golden Wolf,” I said. “Is that true? Did

“Yes,” he replied quietly.

you know?”

responded. “She confirmed it. I had an inkling of it myself, and so I went to the Mother Witch after him. Believe it or not, despite her abilities as an oracle, she didn’t seem to

vehemently. “Yes,” I begged. “Please tell me. Whatever it is, I want to know before

He didn’t want to look his prey in the face. There really was still a shred of humanity in there that didn’t want to be a killer; I was sure

humans. The idea of a Golden Wolf, someone who would bring humans and werewolves together in harmony, is something that

ran cold. Michael Morgan… Killed my parents?

like the red and blue flashing of police lights through one of the broken windows of the warehouse. Ethan didn’t see it, as he was too focused on his story. I just needed to keep him talking for

asked. “The Mother Witch was

chuckled. “She can’t prove it now, because she’s

by all

do what?”

was an oracle, after all. My charm and my wit can only take me so far with someone like that, so of course she started to sense that something was wrong. But even though she’s an oracle, her neck is still soft and made of flesh, and my knife

trying as hard as I could not to look past Ethan at the approaching lights. Thanks to the spotlight around us, the red and blue police lights didn’t show unless he were to look back at them. If I could just keep

few moments before I suddenly had

I looked up at him, and bit my lower lip. Ethan may have been a monster, but he