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.”

crowd parts, and two men, dressed in black fitted suits

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

wants

to-marriage–I mean marry

me?”

Boss wants to marry you. “The one

eyes to get a better view but end

down and shake my head a few times to grasp my

waiting for you.”

Hazel’s screechy voice makes me

throughout my tailbone. I wince, closing

says she was like this in the

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

her. “One man commands the

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

Tell them you don’t want to go with them.” Hazel

blurry again. I can’t see anything clearly. People’s faces are zooming in and out as I find myself so close to

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

“I mumble, getting dragged towards an unknown

Ex

Our

him to seal this deal.” The man

tells me that I am not

of freedom is profound. The desire to ruin my life runs deep in my

of stairs. Hazel continues to shout in the background,

would I

some space. I hear

is cold. And the presence behind me

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

touch my arms. The touch makes me freeze. The roughness

A man.

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Danger.

for the back of my palms.