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.”

men, dressed in black fitted

my hands on

wants

to-marriage–I mean marry

me?”

you. “The one

my eyes to get a better view but

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

for you.” They

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

on my butt, pain shooting 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 and it

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

man commands

vision adjusts just

you don’t want to go with

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 myself so close

when his hands touch my waist. Instantly, my

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

Ex

you, Ms. Alvarez. Our Boss has

you to him to seal this deal.” The

I am

of freedom is profound.

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

why would

some space. I hear a door

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

shiver, wrapping my arms around

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

A man.

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Danger.

as he runs his hands down my arms, reaching for the back of my palms. Electricity runs