Page 276 of His Sunshine Baby

Damn, I need to intervene before Nate loses again against our baby girl’s ultimate cuteness attack. I chuckle and caress her chubby cheek.

“We’re going to see Auntie Sylviana and your Uncle Liam today, remember? You’ll see Daddy tonight, baby.”

“Okay, then…”

He smiles and hugs her once more, before giving me a long goodbye kiss.

I watch him leave with a light heart. Moon Goddess. I still can’t believe this is my new daily life, with Nate and Estelle, in his penthouse. I wake up by his side, usually with a bit of delightful morning bed action, and let him make breakfast whileI wake up our daughter, and all three of us eat together. Estelle goes to school, he goes to work, and I study or go to the White Moon territory for my Alpha duties. I still don’t really know how we make it work, but with Nate, everything happens so naturally, it feels like I don’t have to worry about anything but the war that’s coming at us.

And it is coming. I’m satisfied with each day that we go through without incident, but my first worry in the morning is will it be today? I have never been patient, but Moon Goddess, this is utter torture.

Once again, I try to chase all the gloom away while getting ready. My little baby sunshine helps a lot with that too. She is happy with whatever it is we do, and today she is ecstatic about going to see Sylviana and Liam.

We arrive in the large garden, but as usual, I feel like I’m entering some wild, unique tropical forest. There’s green everywhere, and flowers of all colors sprouting randomly here and there. The ivy is covering most of the house; I wouldn’t even be able to tell what color her walls are. I can feel the wildlife too, notably the butterflies busy living their lives from one flower to another. Estelle immediately runs to play with them, excited. There is something really special about walking into a witch’s lair. I can’t quite describe it, but my instincts are never fully trusting. There’s a tingling at the back of my mind that keeps me restless.

“Good morning.”

Sylviana’s pretty voice welcomes us, and Estelle runs into her flowery dress.

“Auntie Sylviana, good morning!”

“How are you, little star?”

“I’m fine! Mommy and I made a puzzle today!”

“Did you?” asks Sylviana, looking at me with a gentle smile.

“She loves it,” I answer. “How are you, Syl?”

“A bit busy, as usual. Have you had breakfast yet? I was making waffles.”

I suspect Liam is the main reason Sylviana always has some delicious food ready whenever we arrive. He comes out of the house behind her, greeting us and immediately playing with his niece. I’m surprised at how good Liam is with children; James and Estelle absolutely adore him.

“What’s up, Selena?” he asks with his usual bratty attitude.

“The usual,” I sigh. “You know, training, family time, waiting…”

He nods and lets Estelle follow Sylviana inside her house to talk with me, putting his hands in his pockets.

“I hate the wait too. I am not used to not doing anything.”

“Your brother still makes you patrol at the border?”

“Every day, three or four times a day. He’s as restless as us. Nora can give birth anytime now. It’s making everyone crazy. To be honest…”

He sighs a bit, taking a glance at the house. From the kitchen’s window, we can see Estelle and Sylviana chatting and smiling happily, playing with fruits.

Liam shakes his head, frowning.

“I feel like she isn’t telling me everything,” he says. “I mean, she never really does, but… About the witch, I feel like she has something she won’t tell me.”

“Sylviana’s always a mystery to everyone, you know. She knew about my link to Nora, about my parents’ death. She’s different from us. Being a witch probably has its perks, but also some issues, I guess.”

I wonder what it feels like, to be the only one of your own kind. I never stopped to really think about it. I’ve always lived surrounded by wolves. Silver City is this strange, somewhat functioning cohabitation between humans and werewolves. After all, both kinds have a lot in common. I’m living proofof how close they can be, actually. My hybrid status was never really an issue, whereas Sylviana doesn’t seem to know any other witch. I know she said something about how she learned from her mother, but apart from her family, how did she grow up without ever interacting with other people her kind? She never mentioned any other witches.

I notice Liam seems to be lost deep in his thoughts too. I give him a little elbow bump.

“What is it?”

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