All Chapters of The Alpha's Ex-Con Human Nanny : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Bradley's POV I shut Dax out as he growled within me. The only thing replaying in my head was the image of alpha Chris' lips on Mercedes' hand.Why had she allowed him to touch her like that? My nostrils flared as I recalled how her lips had parted in surprise…not displeasure.A growl tore through me and I slapped the file on my desk shut before I rose to my feet.“I need some air,” I muttered to myself as I knew I wouldn't be able to get any real work done.I strolled out of the pack house and I noted that the cars around the house had reduced as each alpha had started leaving.My features hardened as I recalled the concerns all the alpha's had brought to me.What had Steve done wrong? I knew he was a great leader but what had happened?How had he allowed the rogues take so much away from him?“Alpha Bradley,” a voice called out to me and I stiffened.“alpha Chris,” I muttered as I turned to the man who approached me.Annoyance seeped through me at the mere sight of him and my eyes

Mercedes' POV “But what if the other kids are mean to us?” Penelope asked with a pout as I did the last button on her shirt.“Then you ignore them,” I replied but the little girls frown deepened.“And besides, Carter will be there to protect you.” I pointed out and the little man in question puffed out his chest.“But…but-” I knew Penelope was just looking for another excuse not to go to school.“But nothing. This is your first day at school, you should be excited.” I told Penelope as I pinched her cheeks.“What if the other kids don't like me?” She asked in a small voice and my heart melted for the little girl.So that was what she was scared of.“They'll like you because you are a pretty, amazing and creative little girl and if they don't see that then they don't deserve to be your friends.” I told her as I gently shook her by the shoulders.“You really think so?” Penelope asked in a small voice and I offered her a confident smile.“I know so,” I assured her and some of the light r

Mercedes' POV “This pack isn't as big as Alpha Bradley's pack back in Indonesia.” I muttered as Layla and I made our way towards the pack house.I was more than grateful for her company as she showed me around the pack and although the pack was not as big, it was nice and cozy.“We might be a small pack but trust me, we have our charm.” She replied just as we reached the pack house.“Thank you so much for the ride and thank you for showing me around.” I offered Layla a small smile as I came out of the car.“It was nothing. You might believe this but I think I needed it more than you,” she announced and while I highly doubted that, I ignored her words.“That's her?” Someone called out the second we stepped into the room.“Yeah.” Another replied and bile rose within me as I already had a faint idea what they were talking about.“We can't exactly blame Alpha Bradley. She's pretty,” I turned slightly and stared at the three women who made no attempt to hide the fact that they were starin

Mercedes' POV “Was there anything else you needed?” I asked, making sure not to stare into his eyes as I knew they would be my undoing.“What happened to your hands?” Bradley asked and I looked down at my bandaged hands for a second before I looked up at him.“It was a small accident, nothing you need to bother yourself over.” I replied calmly.I could see that my responses infuriated him.Good! That was exactly what I wanted. Why was he even here pretending he cared?Bradley remained silent for a moment, as though he was trying to recollect himself.“I’m sorry for what happened today.” He finally said and I gritted my teeth.“It's fine,” I muttered and made to turn away but he caught my hand. Tingles immediately spread through me and I snatched my hand away from his.Why did my body have to betray me even now when I was mad at him?“No, it's not. I was unnecessarily rude and I definitely shouldn't have left you on the middle of the road.” Bradley's voice was grave and when my eyes m

Mercedes' POV “My berries aren't mashing!” Penelope cried and I shook my head as I hid a small smile. I could already tell Penelope was going to be a handful when she became a teenager.“Let me show you how to do it.” I said as I came up behind her and tightened her fingers into a small fist.I used her hand to punch the berries and they slowly mashed under the pressure.“Mrs. Ford has always been that way, don't let her get to you.” Layla said and I merely hummed. I had explained everything that I had heard when I went back to get the basket to her.What hurt most of all was that Bradley remained silent, listening to her. Would he take her advice? Would he get another nanny for his children? And when that happened, where would that leave me?“I should have never come here.” I muttered and Layla looked like she wanted to say more but I gently shook my head and gestured towards the kids.“What are you children doing?” Mrs. Anderson asked as she stepped into the kitchen.“We are making