Nanny and the Alpha Daddy

Chapter 242

#Chapter 242: The Tears of a Lover

Moana

Edrick’s hand suddenly fell limp. The smile on his face faded as his eyelids fluttered shut, and at that exact moment, I felt my heart shatter into a million pieces.

“No…” I whispered, my throat closing up already. “Edrick?”

He didn’t answer. I felt a sob catch in my throat.

Without thinking, I pressed my hands into his wounds. I heard the flesh and the blood squelch beneath my touch as my vision became clouded with tears.

“Come on,” I said, my voice shaking violently as I pressed harder and tried to focus my energy.

“It’s no use, Moana,” Mina said, sounding full of regret. “I’m sorry. His wounds were too deep.”

I shook my head in disbelief and just pushed harder on Edrick’s wounds. His body shifted beneath my touch, filling me with a false sense of hope that he was still alive. But he wasn’t — he was dead. When I felt his neck, there was no pulse.

There was no containing my grief anymore. As a keening wail started to rumble in my throat, I felt the tears spill out of my eyes and pour down my cheeks.

“Edrick…” I cried. I threw my arms around him and fell onto him, sobbing hysterically and not caring if I got myself covered in his blood.

My fated mate was dead. There was no greater pain than this.

back!” I cried out to Mina. “Let me go back! I don’t want

can’t,” Mina replied. “You already made the choice to stay in the real world. There’s no way for you to switch with

been singing as the end of the storm came,

in my head at first, but when I suddenly froze and felt it for a second time, I sat up

heart start to

I stammered, looking down earnestly at his pale face.

Shakily, I leaned back down and placed my ear on

happened for a moment. I started to lose hope; maybe I really was just imagining it, or maybe it

“Moana, I don’t—”

I shushed my wolf and pressed my ear harder into Edrick’s chest.

another heartbeat. Edrick

with

my eyes shut, I pictured everything that I loved about Edrick… Everything that I wanted to see again. His smile, his laugh, the feeling of his warm arms

power surge. I almost felt sick from it, but

“M-Moana…”

tears. He still looked asleep, but I could see it now; I could see the color returning to his face. I could see his eyes moving slightly beneath

point where I could transport him, and then I would need to get him back

energy to heal him, I pushed a little harder. I

him anymore though. I feared that it would hurt the

his face in my hands, “I’m going to take you back to the mansion on my back, in

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