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.”

dressed in black fitted suits come marching

my hands on my

wants

to-marriage–I mean marry

me?”

to marry you. “The one in

I squint my eyes to get a better view but

straight anymore. I want to sit down and shake my head a

for you.”

Hazel’s screechy voice makes

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

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

advantage. You don’t know what Alpha Alexander will do to you people if

her. “One man

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

the f**k up, Ayla. Tell them you don’t want

to find her but everything is blurry again. I can’t see anything clearly. People’s

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

– -Where— “I mumble, getting dragged towards

Ex

wanted someone to marry you, Ms. Alvarez. Our Boss has accepted

seal

tells me that I am not

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

continues to shout in the background,

would

as I am pushed inside some space. I hear a door click shut, and try to adjust my vision

cold. And

around myself. ” M—Marry—Do you

gasp as cold hands touch my arms. The touch makes me freeze. The roughness and size of his

A man.

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Danger.

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