Hiding the Alpha’s Baby

c Chapter 87

AYLA

I don’t know what I am saying. But my words have caused a heavy silence among people.

My mind spins. I grin, pointing towards a tall, blurry guy in the crowd.

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Will you—marry me? “I stutter, stumbling over my feet again.

It will destroy Mom and Dad’s plans for me if I can just change the course of my life by getting married to a man they don’t get to choose. The thought keeps hammering my hazy mind.

But whoever I point to, just runs away.

Who would dare to marry—Ayla Alvarez?

My lips pucker out. “1—I am not that bad. I just- -can’t let

any- -any man-

The words feel heavy on my tongue. I can’t let any man touch me. It’s like my fight-or-flight response activates as soon as a man gets close to me. I am either, inclined to hurt them or run away.

I chose to do the latter with Henry. Whenever he got close, I made an excuse and ran away.

But he figured out I was only running from him. And he pressured me more into getting intimate.

It made me sick.

Why am I only realizing it now?

He made me sick when he told me he wanted me in his bed without caring if it was alright with me.

But Dad and Mom shouldn’t have pushed him away. They had no

right.

“So—Someone, just— “Marry me.

Marry me and end this misery. Let me be free for once.

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Ms. Alvarez.”

blurry crowd parts, and two men, dressed in

my hands on my hips. “Whi—Which one of

wants

to-marriage–I mean marry

me?”

you. “The one in front with blurry

my eyes to get a better view but

I want to sit down and shake my head a few times to grasp

waiting for you.”

think you are doing?” Hazel’s screechy

my butt, pain shooting throughout my tailbone. I wince, closing

ever shifted three times in 1 year. Mom says she was like this in the start, but

even think about taking advantage. You don’t know what Alpha Alexander will do to you people if he gets to know you tried to take

“One man

and open my eyes: My blurry vision adjusts just enough to

Ayla. Tell them you don’t want to go with

but everything is blurry again. I can’t see anything

waist. Instantly, my mind goes on high alert but my

-Where— “I mumble, getting

Ex

wanted someone to marry you, Ms. Alvarez. Our

you to him to seal

I am not doing

freedom is profound. The desire to

to shout in

why would I

by side as I am pushed inside some space. I hear a door click shut, and

inside the red-themed room is cold. And

arms around

arms. The touch makes me freeze. The roughness and size of

A man.

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Danger.

he runs his hands down my arms, reaching for the back of my palms. Electricity runs down the path of his fingers, shutting