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 black fitted suits come marching

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

wants

to-marriage–I mean marry

me?”

“The one in front with blurry jet-black

to get a better view but end up only

stand straight anymore. I want to sit down and shake my head a few times to grasp

for you.” They

you are doing?” Hazel’s screechy voice makes me flinch

on my butt, pain shooting throughout my tailbone. I wince, closing my eyes. Now, it will hurt for a

year. Mom says she was like this in the start, but she got a

know what Alpha Alexander will do to you people if he gets to know you tried to

“One man commands the

cheeks and open my eyes: My blurry vision adjusts just enough to let me see

Ayla. Tell them you

but everything is blurry again. I can’t see anything clearly. People’s faces are zooming in and

when his hands touch my waist. Instantly, my mind goes on high

“I mumble, getting dragged

Ex

you, Ms. Alvarez. Our Boss has accepted your proposal. I am

him to seal this deal.” The man

I

need for a single breath of freedom is profound. The desire to ruin my life

Hazel continues to shout in the background, telling me to do something or to

why would I do

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

red-themed room is cold. And the presence behind

around

hands touch my arms. The touch makes me freeze. The roughness and size of his hands prove that he is

A man.

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Danger.

his hands down my arms, reaching for the back of my palms. Electricity runs down the