Rejected!!!

Chapter 6

3 years later

"Mommy, mommy mommy! Wake up" I can feel my son josh sitting my stomach poking my face trying to get my attention so I carry on pretending to sleep "Mommy come on, wake up" 

He leans forward till he is leaning over my face "ROAR" I shouted as I snap my eyes open making him squeal then start laughing. I pull him closer till me and give him a cuddle and a kiss on his forehead. He smiles up at me giving me a toothy grin making him look adorable.  

"Come on now mommy, time to get up" he says smiling up at me reaching for my hand "Alright baby, come on" I reached down and pick him up put him on my hip and head off down to the kitchen to make breakfast for me and josh.

I know your probably wondering when did I have a child but the truth is josh is not my biological son, we came across him when we went in search for survivers after a rogue attack about a year after I joined the pack. We think that his real mother had hid him at the age of 3 months in a basket near a stream hoping someone will find her baby and save him. Rogue wolves had attacked their pack, leaving no survivors because they were out numbered but baby josh was safe by the stream when we found him. 

When josh came to live  at the pack house and stared too settle he didn't get on well with other members holding him and trying to feed him, they could not go near him without kicking up a fuss and him crying and screaming out his little lungs. About 2 months later he was screaming and crying when I just decided to go and comfort him seeing as I had never tried before due to the past expriences with other pack members. 

I picked him up and rocking him side to side shushing him till eventually his quietened down and stopped crying, I stared to cooing at him and talking to him and he gave me a tooth less gummy smile. That was they day I fell in love with this little guy, I was the only person he could be around and not blow up screaming and crying. So then I had his crib moved into my room and starting to look after him. 

He did suffer from nightmares even at his small age and would wake up screaming and walling with his ting body shaking from so much fright, I believe it may be dreams from when the rogues had attacked his pack. He could have seen something that scared him half to death before he hid away. Slowly the nightmares started to become less frequent then stopped all together.

He never spoke until the age of 10 months when he said his first word. I still remember that day like it was yesterday, I was in the lounge sitting on the coach with josh on my lap facing me with alpha xavier and a few other members of the pack, then all of a sudden josh said 'Mama' looking right up at me with a big smile. 

Everyone in the room fell silent looking straight at josh and me, I too shocked to do anything but stare at him, words stuck in my throat. He had called me that but couldn't help but smile as tears came to me eyes. "Mama" he said again bouncing up and down on my lap smiling holding onto my shirt, hearing him call me that again made the tears fall from my eyes and cuddle him to my chest. 

"I love you sweetie" I vowed from that day on I will do every thing in my power to protect my little boy and always make him happy. I asked xavier if he could have some adoption paper drawn up, which he did and I adapted josh as my son and its been that way since. 

Now he is 2 and I am 20 and this little boy is my world. 

He does look like my biologically son and I love it, I love him to pieces. He has brown hair, big doe-like dark green eyes, a cute little button nose, and big smile and chubby cheeks, he will be a little heart breaker when he is older I just know it. 

After me and Josh had our breakfast I took him upstairs to get dressed. I bathed him dried him, brushed his teeth and his hair. I dressed him in a blue t-shirt, jeans and his little converses, then i procedded to get myself dressed. Putting on a white sleeveless blouse, dark blue skinny jeans and white converse. Washing my face, brushing my teeth and brushing my hair.