His.
"Hi baby." I said as I approach Alice who's busy drinking her milk, but before I reached her she began sobbing asking for her 'mommy'. I felt bad not knowing what to do to make her stop crying.
"ASHTON!" I yelled, wiping away my tears, "What?" He asked in a bored tone, "Why won't she stop crying?" I sobbed, Ashton walked towards the bed where Alice was laying and carried her, "She's your mommy, Lice. Stop crying for that woman, 'kay?" Ashton told her as he place her on my lap.
"What woman?" I curiously asked him. "A woman James dated for a while-" He answered, "You mean while he locked me up on his dungeon?" I asked him in a irritated manner. "He did that for you!" He growled.
"For me? He locked me there for almost a year! Fed me like I'm a prisoners, asked the woman of your cult-" But then- "Let me cut you there this is a pack NOT a freaking cult!" He yelled.
"And I'm sorry! But they all bathe me like a kid, and he wouldn't even let me see my child and don't get me started on the worst part! He had a woman live here and let my child call that lady her mommy! Who the fuck does that?" I yelled furiously.
"I wanna tell you everything but it's not my- Wait, Alpha? Where are you? No, we're still here. Okay. Alpha's on his way. I gotta go see how Kris' doing. Bye, Luna." He said chuckling.
"I ain't your Luna!" I yelled after him. "Sure you're not." He replied before leaving me and my baby alone."So, it's just you and me huh? You're turning one tomorrow. How's that? You're so cute! I love you." I said hugging Alice.
Minutes later, "James." "Hi, sweetie." He said smiling broadly, "Don't you dare call me sweetie." I said coldly, placing the sleeping Alice on the bed.
"I can call you whatever I want Erica." He said in a serious tone. "Oh yeah? Why is that?" I gambled. "Because of one thing. YOU. ARE. MINE." Right there and there my jaw dropped.
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