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

“N-No." My chest tightens.

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—

from me. I drag my body away from him.

hear it? She doesn't want a

the fuck are you?

and points a thumb in

I find him standing between me and

Massimo’s voice turns colder before I watch him throw

another, and so many follow that I lose track

on his face that makes my soul tremble and

the way he beats the other man. The intention to murder and the blood that

iis going to kill the

Just when he hears my voice, he stops. His fist hovers in the air, his other hand still clenching onto the blondie’s collar

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

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

” Massimo towers over me, his crotch

body

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

shake my head and blink away

my cheeks. He lifts his hand towards me. Instinctively, I flinch

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

shiver at the sensation of his rough fingers on my cheeks. My core tightens,