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

on my hips.

wants

to-marriage–I mean marry

me?”

marry you. “The one

I squint my eyes to get a better view

down and shake my head a few times to grasp my

is waiting for you.” They

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

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

in 1 year. Mom says she was like this in

think about taking advantage. You don’t know what Alpha Alexander will do to you people if he gets

“One man commands

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

Ayla. Tell them you don’t

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

my mind

-Where— “I mumble, getting

Ex

Alvarez. Our

seal this deal.”

me that I am not doing

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

of stairs. Hazel continues to shout in the background, telling

would

inside some space. I hear a

inside the red-themed room is cold. And the presence

arms around myself. ”

makes me freeze. The roughness and size of his hands prove that

A man.

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Danger.

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