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.”

dressed in black

hands on my hips. “Whi—Which one of

wants

to-marriage–I mean marry

me?”

marry you. “The one in front with

I squint my eyes to get a better view

anymore. I want to sit down and shake my head a few

is waiting for

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

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

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

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

her. “One man commands

vision adjusts just enough to let me see the man who

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

see anything clearly. People’s faces are zooming

hands touch my waist. Instantly, my mind goes

– -Where— “I mumble, getting dragged towards

Ex

Our Boss has accepted your proposal.

to seal this deal.” The man

tells me that I

breath of freedom is profound. The desire to ruin

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

would I

am pushed inside some space. I hear a door click shut, and try to adjust my vision

inside the red-themed room is cold. And the presence behind

my arms around myself. ” M—Marry—Do

hands touch my arms. The touch makes me freeze. The roughness and size of his hands prove that he is

A man.

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Danger.

reaching for the back of my palms. Electricity runs