Hiding the Alpha’s Baby

Chapter 98

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?

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

carry me to her. I crouch in front of her, my

out, my gaze lifting to the burns on her wrist, blood

the air, as the handcuffs drop and

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

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

“I tell her before turning and walking

movements from her side. My

Stop putting on the—”

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

down again. My fingers unconsciously reach her cheeks and push her drenched hair aside to reveal her

are, and then the

she not

is she so

her breath. I lean in to hear what she is saying, my mind

They will—They will hurt me. I am

They will hurt me.

I am so scared.

if she is stuck in some memory, unable

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

is not

a terrified child, or be so vulnerable. The blood in her veins makes her

draw my head back, my eyes landing on her face. Her eyes

so scared. ”

grab her cheeks and pull her head up. “I am here. What are you scared

stare meets

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

either. It was as if I had lost my voice back then, as if speaking a word would break me into pieces

acknowledge, she is

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

it so easy

to break something

can 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 her

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 to react

from my walk-in closet and

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

of it, but my body reacts to her proximity

senses tune into her scent and her touch. I grit

find myself drying her wet hair all

it’s near impossible

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