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.”

and two men, dressed

my hands on my hips. “Whi—Which

wants

to-marriage–I mean marry

me?”

wants to marry you. “The one in

to get a better view but end up only hurting my

I want to sit down and shake my head a few

for you.” They

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

shooting throughout my tailbone. I wince, closing my eyes. Now,

says she was like this in the start, but she got a rare white wolf, like

do to you people if he gets to know

“One man commands the

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

up, Ayla. Tell them you don’t want to

can’t see anything clearly. People’s faces are zooming in and

end when his hands touch my waist. Instantly, my mind

mumble, getting dragged

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someone to marry you, Ms. Alvarez. Our Boss has accepted your proposal. I

to him to seal this deal.” The

me that I am not

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

flight of stairs. Hazel continues to shout in the background, telling me to do

why would

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

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

arms around myself. ” M—Marry—Do you

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

A man.

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Danger.

arms, reaching for the back of my palms. Electricity runs down the path of