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 will take you to a hotel later. Let's have a quickie for now.”

“N-No." My chest tightens.

my knees. No. Don’t touch me. It feels like my skin is

“Oh come on—

drag my body away from him. My back hits the wall as I hear a deep voice saying

hear it? She

are you?

points a

hands stop trembling when I find him standing between me and the blondie, like a shield. Many paragraphs are

Massimo’s voice turns colder before I watch him throw

my legs closer to my chest in fear. One punch, and another, and so many follow that I lose track of them. The blondie’s blood spills over the floor and stains Massimo’s face and

crazy, furious look on his face that makes

intention to murder and the blood that falls

iis going to

-Massimo." I gather the courage and mumble his name as tears leak out of my eyes again. Just when he hears my voice, he

- -Please spare him. “I sniffle, pushing myself harder

to his feet. I grip my knees, my eyes

towers over me, his crotch so close

-I, Yes. Please." My body starts shivering under

wall. His scent surrounds me, making me dizzy and lightheaded. “You wanted him

head and blink away

lower to the trail of tears on my cheeks. He lifts his hand towards me. Instinctively, I flinch

hit me like he did to that man? If so, I should defend myself and-

his rough fingers on my cheeks. My core tightens, as blood rushes down