Hiding the Alpha’s Baby

AYLA

I pick up my head, and through the crack of the closing door, see a weird view.

Aaron has Hazel pressed against the counter, her back facing his front. I blink, my mind going numb as I watch my innocent baby brother roughly pulling Hazel’s panties down her legs. Before the scene escalates, I squeal and make a run in the opposite direction. My heart pounds like crazy as I struggle not to cringe.

My friend and my baby brother. Oh, Goddess. I thought they both were innocent.

Well, the view was anything but innocent. Right in the bathroom.

I let out another squeal and shake my head to get rid of the view. Terrible memory to have! But then again, when did these two start doing such things? I scrunch my nose at the thought. “Hey, sexy girl! “A man suddenly blocks my path.

I peer up, meeting the face of the blonde I saw earlier. He leans against the wall and shoots me a charming smile.

My heart pounds harder as I stare at him. “what- - -”

“Thought you were up for some fun.” He takes a step closer.

I stagger back, as memories threaten to resurface. The blondie doesn't take the hint and grabs my arms, tugging me to his chest.

A gasp whooshes out of my lungs. My ears start ringing, and my vision blackens instantly. “Wanna go somewhere quiet? I can give you some quick pleasure.” He is murmuring but his face is disappearing, and getting replaced with other older faces.

Sweat trickles down my back. I try to scream, but my voice drowns behind a wave of panic. I can't breathe. I need to run now.

I try to pull free, but he is already dragging me to a corner. I need to fight. I need to do something. But my body is not working.

“N- = -No. “I murmur, my voice small and weak.

I can't hold back, but I promise I will take you to a hotel later. Let's have

“N-No." My chest tightens.

and fall to my knees. No. Don’t touch me. It feels like my skin is peeling off as if someone has poured acid all over me

“Oh come on—

him. My back hits the wall

not hear it? She doesn't

fuck are you?

replies cooly and points a thumb in my

restores like it never blackened. My pounding heart calms down and my hands stop trembling when I find him standing between me and the blondie, like a shield. Many paragraphs are

f****d up.” Massimo’s voice turns colder before I watch

chest in fear. One punch, and another, and so many follow that I lose track of

so-called husband has this crazy, furious look on his face that makes my soul tremble

beats the other man. The intention to murder and the blood that falls on his face with each hit make me

iis going to kill

as tears leak out of my eyes again. Just when he hears my voice, he stops. His fist hovers in the air,

-It's my fault. P- - -Please spare him. “I sniffle, pushing myself

the floor and gets to his feet. I grip my knees, my eyes following

Kitten? ” Massimo towers over me, his crotch

- -I, Yes. Please." My body

above my head. I gasp, trying to disappear into the wall. His scent

head and blink away my tears but they keep

the trail of tears on my cheeks. He lifts his hand towards me.

hit me like he did to that man? If so, I

his rough fingers on my cheeks. My core tightens, as blood rushes down to it with a single innocent touch