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?

her drenched and shivering body. At best, I thought she would curse me out, get scared in the darkness, feel a little chill,

her. I crouch in front of her, my hands

my gaze lifting to the burns on her wrist, blood

as the handcuffs drop and

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 scared of a

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

your room. “I tell her before

no movements from her side. My

Stop putting on the—”

position. My words die on my tongue. A strange

fingers unconsciously reach her cheeks and push her drenched hair aside to reveal her face. The coldness of her skin bites

notice how blue her lips are, and then the burns

is she

she

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

am so scared. They will—They will hurt

They will hurt me.

I am so scared.

is stuck in

my ears. A cold sensation runs down my

is not Ayla

Mommy and Daddy like a terrified

landing on her face. Her eyes have lost their brightness, and focus, going dull as if she is

so scared. ” She

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

blank stare meets my eyes before

any expressions. But she just stares

somewhere deep inside me, reminding me of the time when I couldn’t speak either. It was as if I had lost my voice back then, as if speaking a word would break me

she is

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

it so easy

just trying to

not

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

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

shut, 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 my eyes

much of it, but my body reacts to her proximity violently.

tune into her scent and her touch. I grit my jaw and make her wear my T-shirt

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

it’s near impossible for