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

my hands on my hips. “Whi—Which

wants

to-marriage–I mean marry

me?”

you. “The one in front with blurry jet-black

to get a better view but end up only

sit down and shake

is waiting for you.” They

think you are doing?” Hazel’s screechy

throughout my tailbone. I wince, closing my eyes. Now, it will

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

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

man commands

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

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

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

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

mumble, getting dragged

Ex

to marry you, Ms. Alvarez. Our

to him to seal this deal.” The man

me that I am

is bigger. The need for a single breath of freedom is profound. The desire to

continues to shout in the background, telling me

would I

some space. I hear a door click shut,

cold. And the presence behind

shiver, wrapping my arms around myself. ” M—Marry—Do you

arms. The touch makes me freeze. The

A man.

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Danger.

mouth hangs open as he runs his hands down my arms, reaching for the back of my palms.