All Chapters of Nanny And The Lycan Daddy: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Maya Hart's POV"I wish I had a new mummy! I want a new mummy! Someone who isn't weak and broken!"The anger in my seven-year-old son's voice hit me harder than any physical blow.Leo stood right in the center of the school courtyard, his small hands curled into tight fists. After he screamed those heartbreaking words, his chest heaved with a young werewolf’s hot temper.I didn't know if he wanted everyone to hear. But they did. Every pack member lingering after the final bell heard him perfectly.Soon, the surrounding crowd of parents turned to look. Their eyes gleamed with cruel amusement before the whispers started. It was a low, collective hum of mockery that made the skin on the back of my neck prickle.But I ignored it like I'd been doing for years. Their comments didn't matter. Only my son did."Leo, please," I whispered, reaching out for him. My hands shook so badly I had to hide my fingers in my sleeves."Let's just go to the car. I am so sorry. The appointment ran over, and—

Maya's POV The stone floor of the underground prison was pure ice. The chill bled straight through my thin clothes and deep into my bones.For three long days, I had been locked in this pitch-black cell. Only heavy iron bars separated me from the execution block.My failing heart throbbed with a dull ache. It was a constant reminder that my time was running out anyway.Yet the grieving Lycan King, Valen Alaric, intended to cut my remaining weeks much shorter."Please! You have to listen to me!" I had begged until my throat felt shredded.I stared up hopelessly at the tall guards in the hallway."I didn't mean to hit her! She was already hurt—she died in my arms! My husband is an Alpha. Please, just call his pack. He can tell you who I am—"But the guards did not even blink. To them, I was just a lying human who had killed their beloved Queen.And my husband?A bitter laugh escaped my dry lips into the dark.Even if they did reach out to his territory, Marcus would not come for me.He

Maya's POV "I'm alive. Oh my god, I’m actually alive."The words left my lips in a breathless whisper as I lay flat on my back, staring blankly at the heavy velvet drapes hanging from the four-poster bed. My hands were shaking so violently I had to press them hard against the mattress just to keep them steady. My mind was spinning, completely refusing to process the last twenty minutes.One second I was bound to a wooden post with a leather whip inches from my skin. The next, a little six-year-old girl was throwing herself in front of me, screaming at the Lycan King."Princess Anastasia..."She actually saved me. She looked right at that terrifying man—her father—and demanded my life because I didn't leave her in those dark tunnels.A bitter, broken laugh escaped my throat. It quickly turned into a ragged sob that I had to choke back down. A Lycan princess I met in the dirt protected me, but my own son hated me. It was entirely my fault for being too slow, too human, too late.And