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 fitted suits come marching towards

my hands on my hips. “Whi—Which one

wants

to-marriage–I mean marry

me?”

to marry you. “The one

better view but end up only

want to sit down and shake my head a

waiting for you.”

Hazel’s screechy voice makes me flinch and

wince, closing my eyes.

healing is slow because I have only ever shifted three times in 1 year. Mom says she was like this in the start, but she got a rare

what Alpha Alexander will do to you people

man commands the

open my eyes: My blurry vision adjusts just enough

them you don’t want to go with them.”

is blurry again. I can’t see anything clearly. People’s faces are zooming in and out as I find myself

hands touch my waist. Instantly, my mind

– -Where— “I mumble, getting dragged towards an unknown

Ex

you, Ms. Alvarez. Our Boss

seal this deal.” The man

me that I am not doing

for a single breath of freedom is profound. The desire

to shout in the background, telling me to do something

why would I do

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

room is cold.

arms around myself. ” M—Marry—Do you

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

A man.

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Danger.

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