Page 184 of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha: Part 2

My little fucker. I found a packet of cigarettes and began looking for a lighter, only for Elijah to growl.

"Not around the baby."

"They can heal…"

His eyes flashed and I frowned, tossing the packet down. I guess I’d have to get into the habit because of Dante…

I looked at the man before me as he rocked the pup. One wouldn’t think one of the strongest Alphas would be babysitting a kid.

"So, were you like a hands-on dad and all that shit?" I asked, clearing my throat.

Why the fuck was I even asking…? He looked surprised before he smirked cockily. My eyes narrowed but he simply looked down at the baby.

"Yeah, Liam was a very loud baby. He cried a lot and always wanted to be carried. Kiara was pretty much the perfect baby. Feed her, change her and then put her back in her crib. She was content. But, even though it was exhausting and I rarely had Scarlett to myself, I had to remind myself that I was the one who put her in that situation. It takes two… So I did my part. I didn’t really expect to ever have more… but well, guess I have another little one now." He gave Azura a small smile and I realised that although she didn’t have her biological parents, she was lucky to have one of the strongest, most united couples raising her.

I just hoped I could be there for Kiara, make sure she’s not doing all this shit alone and remind myself that the little monster was only going to be a baby for a short while. Kiara, on the other hand, would always be mine.

"You’ll be fine. Do what feels right, you care enough for her for me to know that you’ll support her."

"I wasn’t asking for advice." I said coldly.

"Hmm really?" He mocked.

"Oh, fuck off." I grabbed the packet of cigarettes and stood up.

"Al…"

I paused, looking at him,

"How did you wake up? Doctor Callum said you…died."

I tensed, my heart racing as I remembered what had happened.

"Let’s just say even hell doesn’t want a fucker like me." I smirked coldly. "Yeah, I died, but I was given a second chance. One I’m not wasting for anyone."

"Welcome back. You were missed." He replied.

I turned away, not bothering to reply as I left the room, tossing the packet of cigarettes onto the table in the hallway and headed back up to the hospital room.

I opened the door silently but Scarlett stirred, she looked around before she stood up, rubbing her eyes.

"Kiara told me the name. It’s a nice one." She said with a small smile.

"Obviously."

She walked out shutting the door silently and I walked over to my nympho gazing down at her. She looked so peaceful… I caressed her hair gently making her murmur something before I quietly got in next to her. Yeah, I was never leaving her again…

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Three weeks had passed since that day, and I called it. Dante was a little monster. I swear, the fucker did not want to share Kiara or even allow us some alone time. The moment we would try to get fucking intimate he’d wake up and what was worse, he wouldn’t go quiet with anyone but Kiara. Heck even with me, he’d just scream and cry all the damn time.

Today we were actually going to Raf’s pack. They had visited, with Raf super excited to see his monster of a nephew and I have no fucking idea why they all gushed over his little demon eyes or his black mop of hair… He was anything but innocent.

Kiara and I had decided to test the amulet on him, and it did take away the glow from his eyes. I could also see it suppressed his aura. So, we had decided it would be something he would have to keep on. I know many people wanted to see what the child of the blessed wolf and a Lycan would become, but we did not want him to be in the public eye so easily. If we could keep his power a secret, then so be it. Janaina’s one payment for Kiara healing her, had in a way, become useful to us.

When the council had visited, there were a few remarks about how he didn’t seem different despite his red eyes. I had simply agreed, I knew we were currently at peace but things could change at any time, and the fact that our child was without a doubt special, I did not want him to become a target. Although he was a little fucker, I somehow loved him so fucking much. Even when he gave me that look as he clung to Kiara… MY Kiara. I still couldn’t hate him.

Speaking of her, she looked better and more fucking radiant than I had ever seen her. Her eyes glowed, her skin looked healthy, her smile and her vibrant confidence radiated off her. She had gained a bit of weight and had started joining in with training a few days ago too, but overall, life had returned to her.

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