The Alpha’s Nanny (Lori and Gabriel) novel Chapter 4

Emilia Susannah Caine. He liked the name. Emilia, after a childhood friend he lost to cancer and Susannah after her mother.

Finally, he was able to take her home, he went back to the hospital right after the full moon to pick her up.

Mrs Grace was already doing a good job of handling her.

She cried less and less but something told Gabriel that that would be the least of his worries.

Emilia was like all babies really, all she really did was eat, sleep, poop and cry and Emilia took each and every one of her tasks seriously.

She ate a lot, she went through bottles and bottles of milk that even her donor's milk couldn't sustain her, they had to supplement with formula. She slept a lot during the day, so long as nobody in the house made a noise, she would have her nap times uninterrupted. She equally pooped a lot, the first time Gabriel had to change her diaper, he was mortified. He had called the doctor, was baby poop supposed to be green?!

The doctor said it was normal. And the smell! Oh the smell also got everywhere, her smelly diapers were a menace enough for his delicate werewolf smell. He could sniff them from half a mile away and could also tell without checking her diaper, when she needed a diaper change.

Emilia had a weird concept of time, she slept during the day and terrorised them in the night. In fact, her first two nights in the house, he didn't get any sleep.

No matter how or what he tried he just couldn't get her to sleep through the night and he tried as much as possible not to bother Grace during the night. She already had enough on her plate during the day, besides Grace wasn't even a live in staff.

In fact, that was one of the things that made him start to consider the prospects of a nanny.

That and the fact that Grace was too old to be taking care of a newborn.

Grace had recommended Ms Wyatt, claiming the young woman could benefit from the arrangement. Besides, she was already donating her milk to her. Gabriel was sceptical but he had chose to respect Grace's wishes and extend an offer.

Loretta Wyatt. The woman was an enigma. There was nothing much he could find on her online, not even a social media account. He ran her information through the city's database and her information came out and a grainy picture of her on her driver's license. She was twenty two, young, very young. She had very dark hair and large hazel eyes. She was beautiful, but there was also something dark and mysterious about her.

As far as he could see from her information she had no criminal records, but Gabriel couldn't shake the feeling that that was not all about her. Besides, she had been pregnant, even though she had lost the baby, she must have family, or a partner somewhere.

He had his lawyer prepare a contract, one that he was sure anyone would swiftly accept. And after the contract was done he drove over to Jay's diner where she worked to present it to her.

Even from inside his car, parked in the parking lot he could see her working. She had a small trim figure, he couldn't believe she was the same woman who had given birth two weeks ago. She walked gracefully, elegantly, her face gave no emotions. she was smart and quick on her feet, but there was a faraway look in her eyes. The look of someone that had given up.

He was curious about her. Very curious.

Slowly, he walked out of his car and walked towards the diner where she was.

As he got closer to her, he caught a whiff of her scent. That was interesting, he could smell herbs, with a tinge of blood and a slight lavender scent.

He looked at her again, she didn't appear to be bleeding anywhere. Except she was on her period. Being a werewolf could be tasking sometimes. It meant that he could smell everything, he could smell sickness in someone's body, he could smell blood, he could smell someone's emotions, like a taste on his tongue.

It was much easier for him to detect if the person was a werewolf. A bit harder to detect for a human but not entirely impossible, especially for him since he was an Alpha.

His smell, just like the other heightened senses he had was a gift and a curse.

"Ms Wyatt are you Ms Wyatt?"

He asked as he stood behind her while she wiped a messy table. Grace called her Lori, he decided to use that instead of her full name.

"Yes."

She said without even looking back.

"Can we sit and talk somewhere."

She finally turned to look at him and Gabriel felt like he had been punched in the stomach. Just then, he felt a line, like an invisible force had bonded him to the woman in front of him.

He swallowed uncomfortably as he watched the woman in front of him.

Mate. She was his mate.

He looked at her again, there was no inkling in her eyes, no sort of recognition. She must be human, so she wouldn't feel the mating pull. It would be slower for her. It would take her weeks, months even for her to realise. She had to fall in love with him first before she ever knew.

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