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.”

parts, and two men, dressed in black fitted suits come marching towards

on

wants

to-marriage–I mean marry

me?”

wants to marry you. “The one

squint my eyes to get a better

I want to sit down and shake my head a few times to

waiting for you.” They

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

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

year. Mom says she was like

her alone. Don’t even think about taking advantage. You don’t know what Alpha Alexander will do to you people if he gets to know you

“One man

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

you don’t want to

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

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

-Where— “I mumble, getting dragged towards an

Ex

Alvarez. Our Boss has accepted your proposal. I am

to him to seal this

that I am not doing

of freedom is profound. The desire to ruin my life runs

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

why would

space. I hear a door click shut, and

red-themed room is cold.

my arms around myself. ” M—Marry—Do you

my arms. The touch makes me freeze.

A man.

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Danger.

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