Katherine’s POVMy palm cracked against his jaw. Yes, I slapped him!Alexander slowly lifted his hand, casually rubbing the side of his face before his glowing red eyes locked back onto mine. "What exactly was that for?""Asshole."Refusing to look at his smug, confused face for another second, I spun around and marched toward the bassinets. I was taking my babies and leaving. But as I leaned over, reality hit me. I only had two hands, and I had three babies. I scooped up Kalexa and carefully balanced my second daughter against my chest, frantically trying to figure out how to carry the third.Before I could even adjust my grip, a massive, scarred hand reached down and effortlessly lifted the third bassinet.I whipped my head around, glaring absolute daggers at him. "Put him down.""I will not hurt him," Alexander rumbled, holding the small basket with a terrifying, rigid care. "He is mine.""Yes, of course he is yours!" I snapped, my patience completely snapping. "But he is mine, to
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