His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 7 Captive

Moana

“Hey! Stop!” the scar-faced man shouted.

I ran as fast as I could, willing my legs to pump harder, to push me further away from the imminent danger that I sensed. I could hear the sound of footsteps pounding on the sidewalk behind me; I was just a human, and these men were werewolves. I should’ve known I wouldn’t stand a chance trying to outrun them.

I screamed for help, but no one came — no one ever came when a woman screamed for help in the city, and I cursed them for that in that moment.

The sound of the men running behind me came closer. I felt as though my body didn’t belong to me, like I was watching from a third person perspective as I ran for my life.

The two men gained on me. They were so close now that I knew that one misstep on my part would allow them to catch me. I felt a hand brush my shoulder and I shrieked, pushing myself faster as I glanced over my shoulder to look…

Whack!

I ran into something hard and gritty: a corner of a brick building. As I stumbled backwards, my head reeling from the impact, all I could feel were hands grabbing me. My vision faded, and the last thing I saw was the scar-faced man…

I came to in the back of a car. My head was throbbing and I felt as though I would vomit, which kept me from being able to scream or fight. Where were these strange men taking me?

“She’s awake,” the gravelly voice that belonged to the scar-faced man said.

me go, but all that came out was garbled nonsense. They stopped the car and got out, opening the back door and lifting my

toward whatever fate that lay before me, my head lolled back on one of their shoulders.

Edrick Morgan’s penthouse.

through the brightly-lit lobby. I heard the sound of the scar-faced man saying something to the concierge, followed by

I blacked out again.

again, I was laying on something soft. The room was dim, lit only by

sit up; somehow, I managed to do

winced as I felt a damp cloth touch my tender forehead, another hand

“Where am I…?”

back in

at my forehead with a damp cloth. I thought, as I slowly came back to consciousness, that

I

me, his face turning cold again

Sighing, Edrick set down the washcloth and propped a couple of soft pillows under me to help me stay upright, then stood and walked over to the

said. “It’s rude of you to run

by sending two terrifying men to attack me on the street in the middle of

to face me. His expression

They were never going to hurt you. From what I heard,

tall form approaching

He opened it and dumped two out into his palm, then held them out to me along with a glass of water. “It’s just Advil,” he said, noticing my hesitation to take the pills. “For the pain. Don’t worry, I wouldn’t

frowned, but gingerly took the pills and popped them into my mouth, washing them down with the glass of water. I heard Selina’s footsteps receding, followed by the sound of the door clicking

arms across his chest. “Several times, actually. As it turns out, you left your phone here by accident.” He pulled my phone out

phone into my own pocket. “But you should know that I

just as easily find someone else to fill your position, and would honestly prefer it myself at this point, but it seems Ella is quite taken

brow. “Ella seemed too upset by our… brief history… to