Nanny and the Alpha Daddy

#Chapter 191: Bullet in the Chamber

Edrick

We finally located the place where Kelly called us from. It was a run-down abandoned warehouse nestled deeply into the Rogue district, where it was so dark that even the lights of the city from afar couldn’t brighten the place. Behind the warehouse were hundreds of stacked storage containers where the shipping boats came up the river and picked up shipments, but other than that there was nothing else; no people, no houses, no cars. Nothing. Long story short, it was the perfect place for a crime like this to be carried out.

The police quietly surrounded the warehouse and got out, drawing their guns. I wanted to feel relieved, but I couldn’t yet until we were certain that Moana and my daughter were safe.

When we burst in through the door, however, my heart sank. What I saw inside of that warehouse was my worst nightmare.

Ethan, my evil half brother, was holding a gun to Moana’s head.

“Put the gun down!” the police yelled, pointing their guns at Ethan as we burst in. “Get down on the ground!”

But Ethan didn’t waver. In a swift motion, he swung around and stood behind Moana with his arm around her neck and the gun to her head. I could see the fear in her wide eyes, and I wanted so badly to run to her. That sick f**k had her tied up in a chair, and beside her my daughter was also tied up. Ella appeared to be sleeping. My eyes moved back to Moana, who shook her head ever so slightly; she was indicating that Ella wasn’t dead. Not yet, at least. I let out a small sigh of relief, but I couldn’t be fully relieved until they were both in my arms.

cops to freeze. “I’ve already got a bullet in the chamber. Just one wrong move, and

the sight of Ethan holding a gun to my mate’s head. I wanted to rip him to shreds, but I knew that I couldn’t. I needed to be tactful about this if I wanted to bring Moana

not to show my intense and unwavering fury. “Why? Why

officer click the safety off on his gun. I held my arm out to

I said. “No one

believe that he wasn’t born like that, that it wasn’t entirely his fault that he was so messed up, but I couldn’t help but think

through his laughter. “You work fast. I’ll give

why are you doing this?” I asked. “What

and his arm was wrapped too tightly around her neck. “You know, I wanted to get this over with before you got here so you could just face the pain of losing them,” he

I said, “enlighten

him to find his mother after she had killed

as she shut her eyes and a tear rolled down her cheek while she trembled, and I held my hands up in surrender again. “Why, Ethan? I’m sorry about

floor. I tried not to show any indication that