All Chapters of Protecting The Royal Babies: Nanny For A Wife: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

The Scarlet Order was a myth. It wasn't real, but I searched their faces for any crack of humour. I found nothing. They were as serious as a stroke. Those werewolves that walked the night, protecting the world from the evils that lurk in the dark. They were brave, ruthless, and deadly men. How could Xander be a part of that, and I never caught it once? "Are you guys shitting me right now?" I glanced at Miles, hoping he would tell me otherwise, but he had that same ominous expression on his face. "Unfortunately, we are not." Miles showed me his tattoo, the mark of the six protectors just above the inside of his elbow. It was a unique diagram, three claw marks inside a circle that signified unity, if she remembered all those stories correctly. I nudged my chin at Xander. "If this isn't an epic lie from the both of you, I'm guessing you are the leader of the six. To show up at the Eastmoon Palace like that was a ballsy move." Xander bent his head and laughed, but he didn't agree wi

I blinked. Miles eyes searched mine while I stayed put in his arms. He had charming eyes, but the alarm bells in my head screamed for me to get back on my feet. I broke eye contact, looking down at this chest, then mine. I gasped once I noticed my robe had opened, revealing my chest. To my horror, his eyes followed mine. I jumped out of his arms at once, only to step right on his foot. Miles yelped, and I winced, holding my hands out. "Fuck, I'm so sorry about that. I didn't mean to..." He didn't look angry. An amused expression masked his face. He winked at me, and unconsciously, my face heated. I smacked myself mentally. What was happening to me? I shook my head and continued climbing down the stairs. He followed me to the kitchen. As I drank the water, I noticed he hadn't come here to do anything other than watch me. My mouth still closed down on the rim of the glass. I widened my eyes in question at him, and he found that funny. "Are you now my stalker?" "If I was, then

An hour had passed, and they were still in the room. Ingrid rested her head on Xander’s shoulder while they sat on the floor, giving up. We still had an hour left before we lost the game. Miles felt the walls for the umpteenth time. I stood before the left wall, tilting my head to look at it from another angle. We had tried everything. Hitting it, punching it—nothing worked. "What if we lick it?" I muttered, and Miles arched a brow in my direction. "You can't be serious—" I marched towards the wall, showing him that I was just that... serious. My tongue darted out and tasted the wall. It didn't tastle like chemical. Sugar met my tastbuds, and they danced. My eyes widened as soon as I actually figured it out. "Guys, it's really sugar. Taste it!" They did at once. All of us understood what had to be done. We began licking off the sugar-coated first layer. Once it was over, we could now break down other layers with our hands. We escaped the room and won the rest of the games before

Things had been going really great in the Silver Eye pack. I had grown closer to Miles, Ingrid, and Xander these past few days. Miles was a different case, though. I knew there was something there. We all knew it. The way he looked at me like I was the last piece to the puzzle of his life. It was crazy. I didn't know if that was what I wanted for myself. Another relationship. He cared for me more than I ever knew someone could be cared for. Miles always, and I mean always, put me first. Me. Me whom he met a few weeks ago.Ingrid and I led the boys into the men's tailor shop. They seemed excited about the fact that we were their sponsors today. We'd treat them to whatever they liked, from our bank accounts.I had recovered all my assets from before I became Athena Williams and changed my status from dead to alive. It was a hassle, but the Kovanis influence helped a long way.Long story short, I was more than capable of spending a few thousands. It felt good.Miles and Xander went throu

Miles swerved into a dirt road, stopping the car near a cluster of tall trees. He jumped out of the driver's seat, menace living in his eyes to face the car that tailed us. I didn’t expect this move from him, and now, I didn't know whether to sit still or get down with him. I chose the former first. There were three men that got down from the other car. The one at the centre had grey hair and leathery skin. He was the oldest. I peered at them through the rear view mirror. Realisation struck me like sudden lightning. That elderly man at the centre looked exactly like Mathew Kovani. I had been right. The boy Owen never existed. This was Miles' father. But Miles had said the kid had died after everything his father put him through. What had he meant? I got down from the car after a minute. Miles was in a heated conversation with the trio despite the heavy downpour. I hugged my arms around my torso, drawing near to his side. It was like he didn't even notice my presence. "Did you hav