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.”

two men, dressed in black fitted suits come

my hands on my hips. “Whi—Which one

wants

to-marriage–I mean marry

me?”

to marry you. “The one in front with

eyes to get a better view

want to sit down and shake

is waiting for you.” They

are doing?” Hazel’s

wince, closing my

ever shifted three times in 1 year. Mom says she was like this in the start,

her alone. Don’t even think about taking advantage. You don’t know what Alpha Alexander will do to you people if

man

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

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

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

my mind goes on high alert but my limbs are

“I mumble, getting dragged towards

Ex

Alvarez. Our Boss has accepted your proposal. I am

to seal

tells me that I am not

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

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

why would I do

inside some space.

is cold. And the presence

around

cold hands touch my arms. The touch makes me freeze.

A man.

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Danger.

hangs open as he runs his hands down my arms, reaching for the back