Hiding the Alpha’s Baby

Chapter 98

MASSIMO

Just as I enter my place, my cell phone starts ringing. I roll my eyes, already guessing who it is.

“What?” I pick up the call and press the phone to my ear while walking towards the stairs to get to Ayla.

The little Kitten is punished enough. She should go

to her room and sleep now.

“What did I just hear? I thought you were joking when you said you wanted to marry that Alvarez girl!” Dante’s dramatic voice spreads in the silence.

Cut the c**p. You knew I was serious. “I roll my eyes again as I get closer to my room.

do

He sighs on the other end, beating his craziness down a notch. “I didn’t expect her to be C***n’s fiance. He is kicking a fuss. Everyone knows about it and thinks you stole his woman.”

My lips quirk into a smirk. “Let the w**y cry all he wants.

The girl seemed innocent, Massimo. Don’t use her to take revenge. Women and children shouldn’t be brought into men’s mess. “After a pause, Dante says.

My feet halt outside the door of my room, my gaze lifting to the bathroom in the distance.

Innocent and Ayla Alvarez?

She is anything but that.

Stay the f**k out of my business. “I hiss, losing control for a moment.

Cool down, bro! I am just saying, if you use her to take revenge for whatever the f**k it is that Alvarez did, you will regret it.” He huffs.

I purse, and hang up without saying a word more. Regrets always exist. With or without revenge, I am bound to live with those regrets.

If it’s like that, then I should make the best of my anger and get the sick satisfaction of destroying everything before regretting it.

I throw my phone on my bed and stroll to the bathroom. Her faint scent spreads around me, tinged with a hint of dread.

A little fear won’t kill her but teach her that she shouldn’t spew nonsense when she is around me.

I turn on the lights and face her. Surprise crosses my face as I find her head hung low, and her lips mumbling some incoherent words.

Her body is trembling violently under the cold water which seems like an exaggeration. Wolves don’t feel the cold like humans do.

Then why does she look like she is on the verge of death, cold and pale?

inside my chest clenches at the sight of her drenched and shivering body. At best, I thought she would curse me out, get scared

to her. I crouch in front of her, my hands

gaze lifting to the

in the air, as the handcuffs drop and her arm goes limp by

my hands and pulling them to my side.” The wound will heal in no time, and you can not possibly feel this cold. You are an Alpha’s daughter. Besides, didn’t you want to prove how brave you are? How can you be

to my feet, I stare at her lowered head, her wet hair clinging to her cheeks as she

“I tell her before turning and walking towards the

reaching there, I hear no movements from her side. My

Stop putting on the—”

in the same position. My words die on my tongue. A strange emotion flickers across my eyes, and I am drawn

drenched hair aside to reveal her face. The coldness of her skin

then the burns on her wrist

she

she so

continue to quiver, mumbling words under her breath. I lean in to hear what she is

so scared. They will—They will

They will hurt me.

I am so scared.

is

soft pleas that barely reach my ears. A cold sensation runs down my

not Ayla

of the dark, beg for Mommy and Daddy like a terrified child, or be so vulnerable. The blood in her veins makes her cruel,

head back, my eyes landing on her face. Her eyes have lost

scared. ” She

her cheeks and pull her head up. “I am here.

” Her blank stare meets

me any expressions. But she just stares at me,

couldn’t speak either. It was as if I had lost my voice back then, as if speaking a word would break me into

I acknowledge, she is not preténding or

eyes roam down her blank face, her wet clothes, and

it so easy

just trying to

not

chest and pick her in my arms carefully. She doesn’t move, doesn’t even make a sound as ! carry her to the basin counter and sit

working in a robotic mode, I grab the towel and dry her hair before drying her arms and neck. She doesn’t react to my touch and I suppress the urge

T-shirt from my walk-in closet and come back to her. She hasn’t moved

in my throat, I help her limp body out of the wet clothes and close my eyes when it’s

my body reacts to her proximity violently. Blood rushes

scent and her touch. I grit my jaw and make her wear

find myself drying her wet hair all

near