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.”

blurry crowd parts, and two men, dressed in

sway, planting my hands on my hips.

wants

to-marriage–I mean marry

me?”

marry you. “The one in front with blurry jet-black hair

squint my eyes to get a better view but end up

down and shake my head a few times to

for you.” They

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

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

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

you people if he gets to know you tried to take his drunk

her. “One man

blurry vision adjusts just enough

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

my drowsy head and try to find her but everything is blurry again. I can’t see anything clearly.

when his hands touch my waist. Instantly, my

– -Where— “I mumble, getting

Ex

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

to seal this

me that I am not doing

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

of stairs. Hazel continues to shout

would I

side as I am pushed inside some space. I hear a door

air inside the red-themed room is cold. And

arms around myself. ” M—Marry—Do

touch my arms. The touch makes me freeze. The roughness

A man.

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Danger.

open as he runs his hands down my arms, reaching for the back of my palms. Electricity runs down the path of his fingers, shutting my mind