He's Mine

*Cam Pov*

smash UGH!!!

Bang "Fuck" I swore

"Oh my god" my parents rushed into my office, their eyes wide..

"Camden, honey, what's wrong?" my stepmom asked, her voice tinged with concern.

"She's back, Mom. She's back!" I screamed, not caring how loud I sounded "Who's back?'

"Avery! Goddammit, Mom, she has a kid..... MY kid." I sounded so

"Wait hold up son are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure, Dad! I saw him. He looks just like me and around the right age."

'"Did she confirm that?"

"No! She was gone before I could even come to my senses" ," I spat, the realization hitting me like a ton of bricks. "Shit, do you know what this means? She wasn't lying... Fuck, Dad, I messed up."

I ran my hand through my hair, pacing the floor. "She's been gone for five years, Dad. Five years. I missed FIVE years without either of them."

"Calm down, son. It's Avery were talking about here." My mom came to comfort me. " As much as she should....like really should.... she wouldn't ever hate you."

"Gee great pep talk, thanks Mom" I grumbled.

Rolling her eyes she continued "What I mean is she'll probably be angry but you still have a chance."

My dad chimed in, voice firm yet soft. "Your son is out there, Camden. He needs a father and Avery knows that. No matter what she may says deep down she believes it too. Now she might let you to work things out with that boy of yours...... but getting Avery back?" He paused, shaking his head. "Will be your hardest job yet."

"If you need help you have us.... and your sister. We're all here for you. But you need to move fast."

My mom smiled, her eyes softening. "Now, hurry up and come up with a plan. Your father and I want to meet our grandbaby. Don't worry... we won't tell anyone about this."

With that, my parents left, and I was left standing there, staring at nothing, my mind racing. I had no idea how I was going to approach Avery... but I knew one thing: I wasn't going to let her—or my son—slip away again.

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*Avery Pov"

"Bye dad I'll see you later"

After dropping my dad of I decide to take a visit to the pack embassy, seeing as I'm considered a rogue I don't want anyone attacking me or my son.

"Hello how may I help you? The lady at the desk said smiling"

"Ahh yes id like two visitors pass please'' I replied handing her my Id and credit card. I watched as her eyes went wide at my black card. "Yes yes Ms. Matthews if you'd just step inside the machine please'' I stepped inside and waited for the machine to

When I was done they did the same to Caleb who at first was afraid of the machine but came out laughing saying it tickles. "Enjoy your stay Ms. Matthews come again"

It was 11:20 when I left the embassy and I was currently sitting outside trying to decide on a place to get lunch without running into Camden, sadly for me my wish didn't come through. "Look mommy it's the guy from the hospital" and he was right Camden was quickly making his way towards us. I didn't even have time to run.

"Avery" he breathed out. Oh boy just hearing him say my name ran sweet tingles down my spine, I hated it. I so want to hate his guts right now but I couldn't. Ugh. 'Yes Alpha" I know calling him Alpha would piss him of and I was right. Smirking I watched as his eye twitched before going back to normal "Can we talk.......in private"

I was ready to tell him no and that he had his time to talk five years ago "Please" The look on his face made me do otherwise. "Fine I was about to go get lunch anyways might as well go get it at the hotel, you can follow behind my car"

Before he could comment I walked off in the direction of my car and buckled Caleb safely in. The drive back to the hotel didn't take as long as I hoped. I wanted to prolong this conversation but I could only do so much. Walking into the suite ignoring Camden I carried Caleb into our room helped him change his outside clothes and turned on his favourite TV show on. "Here's a juice box I'm going to order lunch ok."

"Thank you mommy"

I kissed his forehead then walked on picking up the phone ordering lunch" Camden sat in the living room waiting and watching me impatiently.

When the call ended I sighed it was now or never. "You have ten minutes begin" I said coldly.

"Seriously your going to give me a time limit on how long were allowed to talk about our son" he snapped.

"Whoa whoa, MY son! NOT YOURS!" I hissed.

"Yes our son, besides I can easily well take him from you" he threated. Oh no he didn't.

"Over my dead body, as if I'd allow that better yet, as if Caleb would go with you. He is my son and if you take him without my permission I can report you to the Council for breaking the law".

"There's no law saying I can't take my son"

"Oh yes there is and he's MINE, you REJECTED me when I was pregnant, he was still growing inside of ME making him a part of Me and if a mate is rejected while pregnant the child is now hers for he/she has been rejected too!"

"That is the law! So he's mine and the law gives me the rights to whether I allow you to see him Alpha or not" That should show you not to mess with momma bear in this case Momma wolf.

There was a knock on the door and I took this as an opportunity to leave the speechless angry wolf to calm his ass down. After tipping the guy at the door I brought Caleb his lunch then went back to the Den handing Mr. Pissy his sandwich.

"Look Avery" he sighed "I shouldn't have said that and I'm sorry. You're right he is your son but by blood he is mine too and I only want to be in his life now. For now you call the shots on what happens but please just let me meet him"

Should I really, I mean is this really worth it, the pain and heartbreak over again? Yes. Caleb would love to meet his dad, I know he has Danny but him and Cam can connect on a different level, he'd be ecstatic.

Ugh Caleb you're happiness is my weakness but I'll do anything for you no matter what.

"Look you can meet him just not today, tomorrow we'll be at my mom's house you can visit him then. I just need time to wrap my mind around the situation and to prepare him for the news"

"Okay fair enough I'll see you around ten" with that he got up to leave. As I was walking him to the door my phone began to ring. "Hello"

"Hello LOVE" Oh shit.

"Uhh hey D what's up"

"Mhmm you sound off is everything alright" he pressed.

"Uhh yeah" I responded sounding even stupid to myself.

"Mhmm let me guess the big bad wolfs around" he said quietly "yeah"

"Ohhh time to have some fun" i could hear his mischevious grin through the phon. " Avery I actually called to tell you that i'm coming. I just picked up some snacks for the ride. Soph and I miss you dearly we need you home" He sounded so sad but i knew it was an act.

"But no worries we'll be reunited soon love."

OMFG "I'm goanna kill you" I seethed through the phone "Oh well bye love you" Oh I'm goanna kill him.

Son of a bitch knew he was here and twisted his words to look like we were together and he's coming to visit like the good boyfriend he is. Curse you Danny now I'm left dealing with the jealous Alpha.

Before I could even hang up properly I was pushed up against the wall with a growling Camden.

"MINE" he whispered huskily causing shivers to run through me.

I felt Camden's body press harder into mine, his growl vibrating through me like thunder as he hovered dangerously close. The tension in the air was thick, his alpha energy radiating around us, and for a moment, it was hard to breathe.

"MINE," he rasped again, his lips brushing my ear as his hands tightened, almost bruising, around my wrists.

I froze, my heart hammering. The way he was looking at me—possessive, desperate, as if everything about me belonged to him—sent a cold shiver through me. But it wasn't love. It was dominance. It was power. And it made me feel trapped.

"Camden, stop," I managed to say, but my voice trembled despite myself. I tried to pull away, but it was no use. He wasn't letting me go anywhere. Not until he got what he wanted.

"Don't lie to me, Avery," he growled, his eyes flicking to my phone as it sat on the counter, still connected to the call. "Who the hell was that on the phone? Who's this guy calling you love?"

I bit my lip, my throat tightening. I knew exactly where this was going, and it wasn't good. He didn't know. He couldn't know yet that it was Danny on the phone, teasing me as always. He was so sure that I was talking to some other man, maybe even a new boyfriend, and the idea of it was driving him insane.

I inhaled sharply, my heart pounding with a mixture of anger and frustration. He had no right to speak to me like this. No right to demand anything from me after the way he had walked away.

"None of your business," I snapped, glaring up at him. The words came out colder than I intended, but the rage I'd buried for five years was simmering beneath the surface.

"None of my business?" he echoed, his voice dark with a dangerous edge. "You think I'm just supposed to stand here while some other guy calls you 'love'?"

"I said it's none of your business," I repeated, my voice steely and unyielding. The anger bubbled up, fueling my words. "You don't get to waltz back into my life, Camden. Not after everything you've done. You don't get to claim anything anymore."

His jaw clenched, eyes flashing with a mixture of frustration and guilt. "Avery—"

"No!" I cut him off, stepping back, shaking my head. "You don't get to make demands, Camden. Not after how you rejected me. After how you rejected our son. You thought I aborted him. You walked away without even asking the truth, without even caring to find out what happened. And now, what? You think you can just come back and act like you have a right to my life?"

I could see him waver, guilt flashing across his face as the weight of my words hit him. But it didn't matter. Nothing he could say would erase the past.

"You lost that right the moment you turned your back on me, Camden," I hissed. "I don't owe you anything. And I'm not here to explain myself or my life to you. So you can forget about trying to control who I talk to or who calls me 'love.' That's not your place."

His eyes darkened with frustration, but there was something else there too—something raw, regretful, like he finally understood the depth of the mess he'd made. "Avery, please—"

"Don't," I spat, my voice sharp. "I'm done listening to you. You want to know about my life? About him? You want to meet him? Fine. But that's not your decision. It's mine. So don't you dare think you're entitled to anything anymore."

There was a long silence between us. Camden's chest rose and fell with ragged breaths, the air between us charged with the weight of everything that had gone unsaid for years. But none of it changed the fact that the damage was done.

"I don't owe you an explanation," I repeated coldly, turning toward the door. "So don't come here expecting one."

I was already halfway to the door, every part of me screaming to get away from him, when Camden's voice stopped me dead in my tracks.

"You can try to shut me out all you want, Avery," he said, his voice like gravel, rough and determined. I could hear the alpha in him, the unrelenting force that always tried to get his way. "But you need to understand something."

I kept my back to him, my breath coming in shallow bursts, but I couldn't bring myself to move any further.

"I don't care how much you hate me," Camden continued, his words cutting through the tension in the room. "I don't care about your walls, your anger. I don't care how much you want to pretend I'm nothing to you. I will be in Caleb's life. And I'll be in yours, Avery. Because whether you like it or not, you're mine. You always have been."

His words hit me hard, reverberating in my chest like a drumbeat. The pain and the anger, the memories of what he did to me, the years I spent convincing myself I was better off without him—all of it came rushing back in an instant.

"No," I hissed, spinning around to face him, my fists clenched at my sides. "You don't get to say that. You don't get to come back after five years and claim me, Camden. You lost the right to that the moment you left."

I could see the way he was looking at me—his eyes dark, full of determination. His whole body was taut, like a coiled spring ready to snap. And it made my heart flutter. Damn it, it shouldn't. I hated him for what he did to me, for abandoning me when I needed him most.

But still, when Camden spoke like that, with that same fiery intensity I had once fallen for, my heart betrayed me. It fluttered in my chest, against my will, like it remembered something I had long since buried.

"I don't care if I lost that right in your eyes," Camden said, his voice thick with something almost desperate now, like he wasn't just saying these words—he meant them. "I'm taking it back. You can shut me out all you want. You can hate me. But I'm not going anywhere. Not until I get what's mine."

I could feel my breath catch in my throat, my pulse quickening as he stepped closer, his presence filling the room. My legs felt unsteady, like my body was betraying me, aching to be close to him again, despite everything.

"You lost that right," I whispered, but it was weaker now. "You... don't control me. Not anymore."

"I don't need your permission," Camden said, taking another step forward, his eyes burning with that raw, possessive energy. "You will be mine again, Avery. Whether you want it or not, I'm not leaving until you see it. I will have my family back, and you will remember who you belong to. No matter how long it takes."

I bit my lip hard to keep myself from trembling. His words sent shivers down my spine, but not just from anger. There was something else there—something I couldn't deny, no matter how hard I tried. Something deep inside me that had never truly let go of him.

For a moment, I almost wanted to let him. Almost.

But I couldn't. I wouldn't. Not after everything.

"You don't own me, Camden," I said, more forcefully this time, even as my voice wavered. "You don't get to come back in here and claim me after everything. You lost that privilege the moment you walked away."

He stopped in front of me, his breath shallow now, his gaze softening just a little, though the fire was still burning in his eyes. "You can fight it all you want," he said, his voice quieter now, more earnest. "But I'm not going anywhere. I'll prove to you that I'm not the same man who left you. I'm not leaving without you."

I wanted to argue more, to shut him down completely, but the words stuck in my throat. Camden was right about one thing—I couldn't just push him out of my heart as easily as I wanted to.

With a final, lingering look, Camden turned to leave, but not without one last word, his voice low and filled with a promise. "You'll see, Avery. You're mine."

The door slammed behind him, but his words hung in the air like a weight I couldn't shake off. My heart was racing, and I hated myself for how badly it had fluttered when he said it.

I didn't want to love him. I didn't want to feel anything for him after everything he'd done. But Camden had a way of breaking through every wall I built—of reminding me of things I swore I'd buried.

OHH bad Danny.