Filed to story: Hiding the Alphas Baby Novel PDF Free by Author Lia
Alpha Alexander sucks in a sharp breath. “Don’t.”
“What?” I frown.
“Don’t love him.” He stresses in a soft voice that melts my heart.
I open my mouth but find no words. Vulnerability reflects in his gaze, affecting me in more ways than I can comprehend. Is this his new approach to drive me crazy?
“Why are you doing this?” I whisper.
“I don’t want you to love him, Layla.” Alpha Alexander swallows.
“Is it about spending a night together again, Alpha Alexander? Do you think I won’t sleep with you now that I have another man in my life?” I utter, finding anger taking over my senses.
“No.” He pulls his hand away from the wall and cups my cheek. “It’s not because I want to fuck you, Layla, because I know you won’t be able to resist me now. You were in my bed that night. Do you remember? When I stuffed you with toys until you wished it was my cock? You wanted me to take you, Layla. You wanted me to fill every hole in your body and worship you. I could have taken you then. I could have fucked you until we were both so fucking messed up.”
“Why didn’t you then?” My breath stutters.
“I wanted you to think of me when I was inside you. I wanted to wash him away from your mind first.” His thumb strokes my bottom lip.
“Why does it matter to you?” I arch into him.
“It does because I don’t want to fuck you once, Mio Tesoro. “Alpha Alexander’s breaths caress my wet lips, making me ache for his mouth.
“What do you want then?” I ask, trying to calm down my heart, which is drumming in my ears. My body is heated up to new degrees, and everything is so heightened that I am slowly losing my senses into him.
“I want you. Every night. Every morning. Every day. I want to fill your holes, your heart, and your soul, Layla. I want you.” He rasps, stealing my breath.
For a moment, my mind goes completely numb while my heartbeat takes over every inch of my body. I stare at him, finding myself weak in the knees and guts.
“So, don’t love him. Love me, Layla. Love me, and let me have you.” Alpha Alexander utters.
LAYLA
I didn’t know what to say to him, so I ran away from the scene. Alpha Alexander didn’t stop me, which meant he was really serious about this proposition and whether it could even be passed on as one.
Love me, Layla. Seriously? He wants me to just wake up one day and fall in love with him like it’s a chore I need to get done.
I have a hard time regaining my breath even after I enter the bedroom and sit beside my sleeping Baby. Daphne tries to ask me what’s wrong to make me so red in the face, but I don’t answer. I have to make sense of it myself first.
When Daphne gets tired of my silence, she sits on the couch in the corner and silently watches me.
“Where did Alpha Alexander go?” I wonder.
“He stayed with you when you were unconscious and took care of Ayla all this time. He couldn’t go anywhere to look for Cleodore, so I am sure he is doing that now because he knows you are here to take care of Ayla.” She says, smiling at Ayla, who is still snoring.
“How did I heal, Daphne?” I ask, wanting to know which witch potion is so powerful.
“Honestly,” She trails off. “I am not sure, Layla.”
“What do you mean?” I frown.
“You were dying, Layla. That’s what Levi told me. You were dying, and then Alpha Alexander gave you something after your operation, and your wounds just healed. So he is the only one who knows how you healed.” She sighs, running her fingers through her hair.
“Was he carrying a potion around or what?” I mumble, shaking my head.
“I am not sure about that either.” She murmurs.
I release a soft breath and stroke Ayla’s cheek gently. She turns to my side and grabs my finger before pulling it closer to her chest. A smile lights up my lips while my eyes sting with tears.
This incident was terrible. I will never forget it. And I will never dare to let my Baby get hurt again.
“Are you not hungry? You haven’t eaten anything in like three days?” Daphne asks after watching me stare at Ayla for a while.
I pick up my head and shake it. “Surprisingly, I feel like I woke up from a refreshing nap. I don’t feel hungry or tired or anything like that.”
“That’s strange.” She pouts.
“It is. I will ask Alpha Alexander about it.” I decide, ignoring how his name makes my heart flutter.
Love me, Layla. His deep voice is still echoing in my ears dangerously.
I shake my head, and silence falls in the room. The day keeps passing. Daphne sets his eyes on us while I keep my eyes on my Baby, who is sleeping soundly.
After some time, Ayla stirs and opens her eyes. I am there to pick her up and hug her when she looks at me. Her small smile tightens my chest with different overwhelming emotions.
“Mommy.” She yawns sleepily and snuggles into my neck.
Daphne rises from the couch and approaches us. I shoot her a teary-eyed look as she sits down beside me and pats Ayla’s head.
“Did you sleep well, Sunshine?” Daphne asks her in a baby voice.
“Yesh, Aunt Daphne.” Ayla nods groggily.
“That’s great.” She smiles at her.
“Are you hungry, Baby?” I wonder.
“Food, Mommy. They didn’t give me food.” She whispers quietly.
My body goes still as I look at the open eyes staring at my neck, but it feels like she is not seeing me.
I want to find every last of them and murder them with my hands like I killed that asshole. I swallow the tears of anger and pain that threaten to fall from my eyes and press a soft kiss to her creasing forehead.
“What do you want to eat?” I ask, trying my best to keep my voice from breaking.
“Muffin!” She murmurs.
“Muffins for dinner, Sunshine?” Daphne ruffles her hair.
Ayla nods. “They all ate it when I was hungry. They didn’t give me a muffin. I wanted a muffin.”
Daphne’s worried gaze snaps to my eyes. My heart lurches when I think about how hungry my Baby must be when they did such things to make her like this.
“We will eat lots of muffins, Baby,” I whisper. “I will get you anything you want.”
“Daddy.” She pulls her head out of my neck and cups my cheeks in her cold hands, startling me.
