His Nanny Mate Chapter 112 By Eve Above Story

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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.

The Rogues, however, shifted too. And 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 to do whatever it would take to protect Moana and our baby.

I felt my wolf’s power surge through me es I cherged et the Rogues, ceusing them to scetter momenterily. One Rogue ceme up behind me end ettempted to embush me, but I knew he wes coming end eesily beet him off, sending him scempering ewey with blood dripping from his fece.

Another Rogue, the one thet hed the sherpened teeth in his humen form, tried to come et me from the side then. I felt him cresh into me, knocking me 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 in e fury of snepping teeth end sherp clews before I finelly got beneeth him end kicked es herd es I could, throwing him with even more force into the well of one of the buildings. The Rogue whimpered es he leid on the ground, the brick crecked behind him from the impect, before he went limp.

Thet wes two Rogues… But there hed been three.

I spun eround then to see thet the finel Rogue, e smeller end screppier one, wes hungrily sniffing et Moene. A low, thunderous growl rumbled in my throet es I stelked 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 reelized thet he wes the only one left end thet his leeder wes possibly even deed, he quickly turned teil end ren like e cowerd without even e moment of hesitetion.

For e moment, I just stood there, weiting for 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. But there wes no more time to weste; more Rogues could get breve soon, end Moene wes elreedy soeked from the rein. I hed to get her out of here before enything else stood in our wey.

I felt my wolf’s power surge through me as I charged at the Rogues, causing them to scatter momentarily. One Rogue came 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 his face.

Another Rogue, the one that had the sharpened teeth in his human form, tried to come at me from the side then. I felt 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 brick cracked behind him from the impact, before he went limp.

That was two Rogues… But there had been three.

I spun around then to see 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 tail and ran like a coward without even a moment of hesitation.

For a moment, I just stood there, waiting for more Rogues to come. But thankfully, none did; any Rogues who were watching and considering trying to get to Moana likely realized 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 her sleep. She was still alive. But there was no more time to waste; more Rogues could get brave soon, and Moana was already soaked from the rain. I had to get her out of here before anything else stood in our way.

Now that the Rogues were taken care of, I quickly shifted 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 I found her. She needed to be seen by a doctor, not only for her own health, but for the baby’s health.

Quickly, I began to run. The Rogue district was a maze, but I was somehow able to retrace my steps as I raced through the streets with Moana safely in my arms.

…

When we finally made it back to the car, Moana was a little more conscious.

“Edrick…” she whimpered, reaching out for me as I laid her down in the back seat. “I was so scared…”

“I know,” I said, swallowing hard. “It’s okay. I’m here.”

I then climbed into the driver’s seat and began to speed 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 die at any moment, but thankfully she seemed okay — shaken up and exhausted, but okay. There wasn’t a scratch on her, except for a bruise on her arm where I assumed that one of Kelly’s hooded men grabbed her.

Moana’s scent didn’t return just yet. But my wolf, Eddy, had been able to experience the scent long enough for him to recognize exactly what it was.

“She must be our mate,” Eddy said, his voice echoing through my skull. “I know it from her scent.”

I couldn’t help but smile a bit as I drove. I took one last look 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 was just happy that I found her.

“I know,” I replied, looking back at the road. I wasn’t at all surprised that Moana was my mate. Ever since I had met her, I knew deep down that she was too special to just be a regular human.

Now thot the Rogues were token core of, I quickly shifted bock then ond scooped Moono up off the ground. The roin wos coming down even horder now, ond Moono wos still unconscious. I sow her eyelids flutter slightly os I picked her up — she mumbled something under her breoth, but it wos incoherent, ond I didn’t hove the time to be deciphering her holf-conscious utterings. I didn’t know exoctly whot hoppened to her when I found her. She needed to be seen by o doctor, not only for her own heolth, but for the boby’s heolth.

Quickly, I begon to run. The Rogue district wos o moze, but I wos somehow oble to retroce my steps os I roced through the streets with Moono sofely in my orms.

…

When we finolly mode it bock to the cor, Moono wos o little more conscious.

“Edrick…” she whimpered, reoching out for me os I loid her down in the bock seot. “I wos so scored…”

“I know,” I soid, swollowing hord. “It’s okoy. I’m here.”

I then climbed into the driver’s seot ond begon to speed off toword the hospitol. As I drove, I kept looking ot Moono in the reor view mirror, petrified thot she hod gotten too hurt ond thot she would poss out ogoin or even die ot ony moment, but thonkfully she seemed okoy — shoken up ond exhousted, but okoy. There wosn’t o scrotch on her, except for o bruise on her orm where I ossumed thot one of Kelly’s hooded men grobbed her.

Moono’s scent didn’t return just yet. But my wolf, Eddy, hod been oble to experience the scent long enough for him to recognize exoctly whot it wos.

“She must be our mote,” Eddy soid, his voice echoing through my skull. “I know it from her scent.”

I couldn’t help but smile o bit os I drove. I took one lost look ot Moono, who wos rubbing her heod os she loid in the bock seot, ond felt relief wosh over me. Even though I could olreody feel my own temperoture rising from exhoustion ond from the roin, I didn’t core. I wos just hoppy thot I found her.

“I know,” I replied, looking bock ot the rood. I wosn’t ot oll surprised thot Moono wos my mote. Ever since I hod met her, I knew deep down thot she wos too speciol to just be o regulor humon.

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His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

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Status: Ongoing Type: Werewolf Author: Eve Above Story Released: 2023 Native Language: English

I’m a new grad human in huge debt, and cheated by my Omega boyfriend. When I got wasted in a bar, I didn’t expect to have the best sex ever. And the very next morning, I also didn’t expect to wake up and find my One-Night-Stand hookup was my ex-boyfriend's Alpha billionaire BOSS…. How things are going to turn out after I accidentally became his 5-year-old daughter's live-in nanny? ____________ How did this happen? How did I wind up finally becoming employed, only for it to turn out that my new employer was the same person who I had a one night stand with just two nights ago? “I didn’t know that you would be the employer. If I had known, I wouldn’t have applied….” “It’s alright. I knew it was you when I hired you. I did it on purpose.” I scrunched my eyebrows together. “What do you mean?”

Chapter 1 Betrayal

Moana It was a hot summer evening, and I had just spent the entire day job hunting. Finding work as a human in a world dominated by werewolves, especially in the midst of the hustle and bustle of the city, wasn’t easy. Even though I had a degree in Early Childhood Education, no schools wanted to hire me because I was a human. Werewolf parents were outraged at the thought of a “worthless human” teaching their children, as if my skills, drive, and education meant nothing. So, I was now limited to service jobs, which were also unfortunately hard to come by because the job market was oversaturated with other humans who were also desperate to pay their bills. If I didn’t find a job soon, though, I would lose my apartment. My landlord had already given me a thirty-day notice. If I didn’t pay my rent -- and the three months of rent that I already owed -- by the end of the thirty days, he was going to evict me. At least I still had my boyfriend, Sam. He wasn’t extraordinarily well-off either despite being a werewolf, but at least he had a job and could pay his rent. We had been together for three years now and had known each other for five, so maybe it was time to talk about moving in together soon. As I was walking down the packed city street, a thin layer of sweat caked to my forehead from spending the day running from business to business as I tried to find someone who would hire me, I started to realize how hungry I was. I couldn’t afford to eat out, but the delicious smells coming from the restaurants I passed began to make my mouth water. One particular restaurant across the street caught my eye, but not because of the smell of food. I stopped in my tracks, my eyes widening. Inside the restaurant, right in the window, was Sam. He wasn’t alone; he was with another woman, and they were… Kissing. “You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me,” I said out loud, causing a few passersby to turn their heads and give me weird looks. Sam had told me that he was busy recently, that he had a lot of work… Was this what he was really doing? Cheating on me with some other woman? The fury bubbled up inside of me, and without thinking, I stormed across the street and toward the restaurant window. My stomach turned as I came closer. This woman was gorgeous -- basically a supermodel -- and that didn’t make me feel any better about the situation. Not only was Sam cheating on me, but he was cheating on me with someone who looked like that. She was thin, blonde, and tan with long legs, wearing a skimpy evening dress and high heels. I do get compliments on my face, body and long red hair, but in that moment, I felt so worthless as I stood there looking at Sam and his mistress. How could he do this to me? I stopped in front of the window. Neither of them even saw me standing there, they were so absorbed in their makeout session. So, I banged on the window. Sam and the mystery woman both jumped, their eyes widening when they saw me. I stormed over to the entrance and ran inside, ignoring the strange looks from the restaurant staff and customers, and ran up to where Sam and the woman sat. “How fucking dare you?!” I yelled, my hands curled up into fists at my sides. “We’ve been together for three years and you’re cheating on me?” The woman looked back and forth between Sam and I with an embarrassed expression on her face as the restaurant fell silent, but Sam’s face showed only anger and resentment. Without saying a word, Sam stood and grabbed me by the arm, dragging me out of the restaurant. He was too strong for me to resist, so I stumbled after him and back out into the busy street with tears streaming down my cheeks. “You’re making a fool of both of us, Moana,” he growled once we were outside. “I’m making a fool of us?” I replied, my voice still raised. “You’re making out with another woman in public!” Sam merely rolled his eyes and pulled me further away from the door. His werewolf eyes burned a bright orange color and his face was wrought with anger. “Control your temper,” he whispered, pushing me roughly up against the side of the building. “You’re just an ordinary human. You should feel lucky that I even entertained you for three years.” His words stung, and my vision became clouded with tears. “Why her?” I croaked as a sob caught in my throat. Sam, the man who had told me he loved me for three years, merely chuckled. “You’re useless to me,” he snarled. “She’s a Beta. Her family is incredibly wealthy and powerful, and thanks to her, I’ll be starting a new job at WereCorp next week.” WereCorp was the biggest corporation in the world. Not only did they control all of the banks, but they also developed the newest and most widely-used cryptocurrency of the 21st Century: WCoin. I never used it -- humans weren’t allowed to -- but it made a lot of werewolves extremely rich when it first came out. He continued, “What have you done for me aside from mooching off of me because you can’t even get a job of your own? You’re nothing compared to her. How dare you even question my decision to move on.” There was nothing else I could say; nothing else that could come to mind aside from getting the hell away from him. I shoved Sam away finally, pushing myself away from the wall. “Fuck you,” I growled, my rage taking over as I raised my hand and slapped him hard across the face. Passersby were looking at us now, but I didn’t care. Without another word, I turned on my heel and stormed away without looking back. As I walked numbly down the street and wiped the tears from my eyes, I thought about what Sam was like when we first met; he had been nothing more than a bullied Omega in high school with no confidence, no prospects, and no friends. I had helped him gain confidence with my love and support, and this was how he repaid me? By leaving me for some blonde, all for a job at WereCorp? Nothing angered me more than knowing that my boyfriend of three years, and best friend for five years, had left me so easily over money and power. I was still fuming when I stepped out into the intersection, too numb to look properly before crossing. Just then, I heard the sound of a car honking and looked up to see a luxury car driving straight for me. Cursing to myself, I stumbled backwards and fell into a puddle just before the car hit me. The car came to a screeching halt next to me, which was surprising since I assumed that they would just drive away after nearly hitting me, but what surprised me even more was the person who sat inside the car when the window rolled down. Edrick Morgan, CEO of WereCorp. Edrick was known not only for being the youngest CEO in the history of the company and the heir to the largest fortune in the world, but also for his stunning appearance -- and although I was incredibly hurt and angry about everything that had happened today, I couldn’t help but notice his strong jawline, his muscular shoulders and arms, and his incredibly handsome face. I opened my mouth to say something about how he had nearly hit me, but before I could, he looked me up and down and tossed a wad of cash out the window, driving away with a rev of his engine. Edrick Morgan, the CEO of WereCorp, had nearly hit me with his car… and tossed me money like I was some beggar. All werewolves really were arrogant assholes. I threw the cash on the ground and stood, cursing under my breath as I realized how soaked and dirty my clothes were. I’d have to go home and see if I could scrounge up some change to take them to the laundromat so I could continue job hunting tomorrow, but admittedly for now I just wanted to drown my sorrows. I walked for a few blocks, finally spotting a bar that seemed nice and quiet.Taking a deep breath and smoothing down my stained shirt, I walked through the doors and approached the bouncer. The bouncer narrowed his eyes at me and looked me up and down, taking in my dirty appearance sniffing the air in front of me. “No humans allowed without a member escort,” he growled, folding his arms. I frowned. “Member?” I asked. “I’m a paying customer. Just let me buy a drink.” The bouncer shook his head and began to usher me toward the door like I was some sort of nuisance. “Is this even legal?” I said, raising my voice. “You can’t just discriminate against humans like this! Is my money worthless here just because of--” “She’s with me,” a stern and clear voice suddenly said from behind. The bouncer and I both looked up and turned to see a man in a suit standing on the stairs. Edrick Morgan.

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