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

planting my hands on

wants

to-marriage–I mean marry

me?”

marry you. “The one in front

my eyes to get a better view but end up

want to sit down and shake

is waiting for you.” They

Hazel’s screechy

wince, closing my eyes. Now, it

in 1 year. Mom says she was like this in the start, but she got a rare white wolf, like mine and it became

her alone. Don’t even think about taking advantage. You don’t know what Alpha Alexander will do to you people if he gets to know you tried to take his drunk daughter. “Hazel is rambling on

man

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

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

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

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

“I mumble, getting dragged towards an

Ex

marry you, Ms. Alvarez. Our Boss has accepted your proposal. I

to seal

I am not doing

single breath of freedom is profound. The desire to

shout in the

would I

pushed inside some space.

room is cold.

around myself. ” M—Marry—Do you

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

A man.

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Danger.

back of my palms. Electricity runs