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?

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

carry me to her. I crouch in front of her, my hands working on removing the

the

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

and you can not possibly feel this cold. You are an Alpha’s daughter. Besides, didn’t you want to prove

I stare at her lowered head, her wet hair clinging to her cheeks as she keeps her eyes down, looking at

and go to your room. “I tell her before turning and

there, I hear no movements from her side.

Stop putting on the—”

die on my tongue. A strange emotion flickers across my eyes, and I am

cheeks and push her drenched hair aside to reveal her face. The coldness of her

how blue her lips are, and then the burns

is she

she

mumbling words under her breath. I lean in to hear what

They will—They will hurt me. I am

They will hurt me.

I am so scared.

if she is stuck in some memory, unable

stay there, listening to her soft pleas that barely reach my ears. A cold sensation runs down my back, leaving me holding my

is not

dark, beg for Mommy and Daddy like a terrified child, or

my eyes landing on her face. Her eyes have lost their brightness, and focus, going

scared. ” She

up. “I am here.

– ” Her blank stare

her to react, to give me any expressions. But she just stares at me, as if she can’t even

speak either. It was as if I had lost my voice back then, as if speaking a word would break me into pieces and I will never be

I acknowledge, she is not

thought makes my hands freeze. My eyes roam down her blank

so easy to

just trying to break something

not tell

carefully. She doesn’t move, doesn’t even make a sound as ! carry

hair before drying her arms and neck. She doesn’t react to my touch and I suppress the urge to

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

lump in my throat, I help her limp body out of the wet clothes and close

body reacts to her proximity violently. Blood rushes south,

my muscles tighten, and my senses tune into her scent and her touch. I grit my jaw and make

my lungs. I grab the hairdryer and find myself drying her wet hair all the while avoiding

it’s near