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

planting my hands on my hips. “Whi—Which one

wants

to-marriage–I mean marry

me?”

one in front with blurry

my eyes to get a better view but

can’t stand straight anymore. I want to sit down and shake my head a few times to grasp my

is waiting for

you are doing?” Hazel’s

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

says she was like this in the start, but she got

Alexander will do to you people if

“One man commands

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

them you don’t

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

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

– -Where— “I mumble, getting

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

you to him to seal this

that I am not

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

hauled up a flight of stairs. Hazel continues to shout in

why would I

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

is cold. And the presence behind

around

me freeze. The roughness and size of

A man.

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Danger.

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