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

my hands on my

wants

to-marriage–I mean marry

me?”

one in front with

better view but end up

and shake my head a few times to

for you.”

you are doing?” Hazel’s screechy voice

tailbone. I wince, closing my eyes. Now, it will hurt for a long

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

what Alpha Alexander will do to you people if he gets to know you tried to take his

“One man commands

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

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

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

touch my waist. Instantly, my mind goes

“I mumble, getting dragged towards

Ex

you, Ms. Alvarez. Our Boss has

to seal this deal.” The

me that I am not

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

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

why would

some space. I hear a door click shut,

inside the red-themed room is cold. And

shiver, wrapping my arms around myself. ”

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

A man.

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Danger.

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