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.”

parts, and two men, dressed

hands on my hips. “Whi—Which one

wants

to-marriage–I mean marry

me?”

“The one in front with blurry jet-black hair

I squint my eyes to get a better view but end up only hurting

to sit down and shake my

for you.” They

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

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

ever shifted three times in 1 year. Mom says she was like

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

“One man commands

my eyes: My blurry vision adjusts just enough to let me see

them you

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

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

“I mumble, getting

Ex

marry you, Ms. Alvarez. Our Boss has

him to seal this deal.” The

that I am not doing

the anger is bigger. The need for a single breath of freedom is

hauled up a flight of stairs. Hazel continues to shout in the background, telling me to

would

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

is cold. And the presence behind me

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

arms. The touch makes me freeze. The

A man.

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Danger.

down my arms, reaching for the back of my palms.