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.”

crowd parts, and two men, dressed in

on

wants

to-marriage–I mean marry

me?”

one in front with

my eyes to get a better view but end up only hurting my

sit down and shake my head

for you.”

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

pain shooting throughout my tailbone. I wince, closing my eyes. Now, it will hurt for

times in 1 year. Mom says she was like this in the

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

her. “One man commands

adjusts

the f**k up, Ayla. Tell them you don’t want to go

is blurry again. I can’t see anything clearly. People’s faces

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

-Where— “I mumble, getting dragged

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

to him to seal this

that I

The need for a single breath of freedom is profound. The desire to ruin

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

would I do

grin, swaying side by side as I am pushed inside some space. I

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

arms around myself. ” M—Marry—Do

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

A man.

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Danger.

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