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.”

the blurry crowd parts, and two men, dressed in black fitted suits come

my hands on my hips.

wants

to-marriage–I mean marry

me?”

marry you. “The one in

get a better view but end up only hurting

can’t stand straight anymore. I want to sit down and shake my

is waiting for

doing?” Hazel’s screechy voice makes

land on my butt, pain shooting throughout my tailbone. I wince, closing my eyes. Now,

in 1 year. Mom says she was like

her alone. Don’t 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 his drunk daughter.

her. “One man commands the

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

f**k up, Ayla. Tell them you don’t

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

end when his hands touch my waist. Instantly, my

-Where— “I mumble, getting dragged

Ex

to marry you, Ms. Alvarez. Our Boss

to seal

that I am

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

flight of stairs. Hazel continues to shout in the background, telling me to do something or to

would I do

inside some space.

room is cold. And

around myself.

touch makes me freeze. The roughness and size of

A man.

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Danger.

hands down my arms, reaching for the back of