The Alpha Hunts

Chapter 43

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Lucifer POV:
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I hold her in my arms slowly swinging my arms so she drifts back to sleep. "Isn't she beautiful." Livy says as she walks over to us.

"She's so beautiful, like her mother." I kiss our daughters head. "I can't believe she's going to be a month old tomorrow." I pout.

"Are you going to do that every week and month?" She asks a bit annoyed. "'She's going to be a week old tomorrow', 'she's going to be two weeks old tomorrow', 'she's going to be three weeks old tomorrow'." She mocked me.

"She's growing, I don't like it." I growl.

"We've been over this Lucifer, she's not going to be a baby forever."

I roll my eyes at her, "not if I get a witch to make her a baby forever." I whisper.

"I heard that."

I kiss Wynter on her head before putting her in her baby bouncer. "Hey babe, has she had tummy time today yet?" I ask.

"No but she can do tummy time after her nap, and before her next bottle." She puts her hand on my shoulder and kisses my cheek. "But you can do me, in the mean time." I look at her as she had this hopeful look on her face, and she smiles as she tucks her lips in between her teeth.

I slide my arm across her lower back and picked her up with my arm, as I held her thigh with my other. I give her a heavy kiss as I take her to the bed.

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I draw circles on her shoulder as she lies on top of me as she plays with the hair on my chest, getting away with a couple tugs.

She gets up at the sound of Wynters little baby noises, telling us that she's awake and she wants attention.

I grab my phone and take a picture of them. The two most important people in my life, I'd give my life for either of them without a second thought.

A while ago I would have thought I'd be picturing this moment later in the future, with my mate as my wife, and like five kids running around, but somehow this is so much better than all of that. My wife, Olivious May Adams, and our daughter Wynter Night Adams.

Livy walks over to me, laying our baby on her back before grabbing clothes. "You watch her while I take a shower."

"Ok, but hurry up so I can take mines."

I watch Wynter as she stares around the room, not sure where she is. Her eyes finally lands on me and she gives a smile, nothing but gums but there's no better smile.

I wrap her in her blanket before holding her, every time I see her I can't help but think I'm a dad now. For some reason having a kid alters everything. You'd think your habits can't be changed, but it's amazing how just the thought of how it would affect my daughter makes a decision so much easier to make.

I've only killed two people since the day she was born, I don't want her to see me as a killer until she's at least twelve years old, because by that time she'd be a killer her own self.

"I love you so much Wynter Night Adams." I smile. I reach to kiss her cheek but she grabs my nose instead, letting out her famous little laugh. Livy loves her laugh. "Ok, no more grabbing daddy's nose, we are going to do tummy time." I lay her down on her back as I get her mats ready.

As I set her on her belly, her tearing face start up again. She doesn't like it at first, but she gets used to it after a minute and won't cry again until her neck hurts which tells us tummy time is over.