His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 16: A Sweet Scent
Edrick

I lifted my blindfold, as did she. The sweet scent that I smelled was definitely Moana…

Or so I thought. It faded so quickly that I was no longer sure if it was her who I smelled, or someone else. It couldn’t be her, anyway; she was a human. She had no scent.

“It looks like we have our first winners!” the announcer called over the microphone.

As Ella squealed with delight on the platform above, I realized that I was holding Moana’s hand. I saw her blushing and I quickly dropped her hand. When we re-emerged from the maze, Ella was standing at the entrance with one of the staff members — the same girl from before.

The staff member gave Moana and I a strange look, but still said nothing and instead handed Ella the grand prize; the rare doll that Ella had so desperately wanted.

As we walked back to the car, Ella couldn’t stop chattering about how much she loved her doll, how amazing it was that she was able to make me find Moana so quickly, and how this was the best birthday she had ever had in her entire life.

driver was waiting for us by the theme park entrance and looked a little relieved to finally be able to go home after waiting all day. Once we were in the car, I finally took my mask off, breathing deeply and rubbing the backs of my sore ears from wearing it all day. The driver pulled away from the curb and started taking us in the direction

new doll clutched tightly to her chest, humming and wiggling happily in her seat. I couldn’t

Moana said, wrapping her arm around Ella’s small shoulders. “What are you going to name

her chin

I watched them, my mind wandered back to the strange scent I had picked up in the maze. I decided to ask my wolf

able to recognize where that scent came from?” I asked my

and faint. Although, I think

at the city sights as they passed by. Was my

…

my room a little while later due to our agreement — still bundled up in extra layers, of course, as if I would touch her against her will — and shot me

on the bed,

she said. “I

I replied. “I’m ready

just caused by being lonely in bed, but then I would think about other one night stands I had before Moana came into the picture and would remember that, even then,

night stands with women who were

of the bed, pausing

the curtains closed?” she asked,

I liked to keep the room as dark as possible to try and help me sleep, but it didn’t seem to be bothering me now. Besides, the fresh air coming through the window felt nice on the