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.”

men, dressed in black fitted suits come marching towards

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

wants

to-marriage–I mean marry

me?”

one in front with blurry jet-black hair

a better view but end

sit down and shake my head a few times

for you.” They

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

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

she was like this in the start, but she got a rare white wolf,

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

man commands

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

them you don’t want to go with them.”

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

my waist. Instantly, my mind goes on

– -Where— “I mumble, getting

Ex

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

him to seal this

me that I am

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

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

why would I do

side by side as I am pushed inside some space. I hear a door

room is cold. And the presence behind

my arms around myself. ” M—Marry—Do you

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

A man.

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Danger.

back of my palms. Electricity runs down the path of his fingers, shutting