I Became a Kindergarten Teacher for Monster Babies!

Chapter 640 640: Lilith (1)

Alina nodded. "Of course."

She lifted the baby carefully and placed her in Dante's arms.

He held her like she was made of starlight. His large hands cradled her tiny body. His crimson eyes never left her face.

"Hello, little one," he whispered. "I'm your father. I've been waiting for you."

The baby blinked up at him. Her dark crimson eyes held his.

"I'm going to protect you," he continued, his voice soft and fierce. "Always. From everything. I'm going to teach you and love you and keep you safe."

The baby yawned again.

Dante laughed. A wet, joyful laugh. "You're already bored of me."

Alina laughed too. "She has your attention span."

"She has your patience."

They looked at each other. At their daughter. At the family they had built together.

"Lilith," Alina said quietly.

Dante looked at her. "What?"

"I want to name her Lilith."

Dante repeated the name softly. "Lilith Nightshade."

He smiled. "It's perfect."

The baby, Lilith, made a small cooing sound and closed her eyes.

And somewhere in the castle, Sable and Lucien were waiting to meet their sister.

The door burst open.

Sable ran in first, his silver eyes wide, his shadows trailing behind him like a cape. Lucien followed close behind, his red eyes bright, his small hands clasped together.

"Where is she?" Sable demanded. "Where is the baby?"

Dante held out Lilith so they could see.

Sable stopped. His mouth fell open. His shadows froze mid-sway.

"She's so small," he whispered.

Lucien stepped closer, peering at her face. "She looks like a raisin."

Alina laughed. "She does not."

Lucien tilted his head. "A cute raisin."

Sable reached out and gently touched Lilith's hand. His finger was bigger than her entire fist. She grabbed it.

Sable's eyes filled with tears.

"She grabbed me," he said, his voice breaking. "She grabbed my finger. She knows me. She knows I'm her brother."

"She knows you," Alina said softly.

Lucien held out his finger. Lilith grabbed that too.

"She knows me too," Lucien said, and his voice was proud.

Dante looked at his sons. At his daughter. At his wife.

His family.

His whole family.

He smiled.

And for the first time in his long, long life, the Shadow Lord felt like he had everything he had ever wanted.

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"Oh my cutie pie. My sugar. My cupcake."

Dante held his one-year-old baby girl in his arms, and the Shadow Lord who had faced armies, killed kings, and terrorized the supernatural world for centuries was completely undone.

She was the cutest baby in the world.

Her crimson eyes were wide and bright, the same deep red as her father's, but softer, warmer, filled with nothing but curiosity and mischief. Her round face was plump and rosy, with chubby cheeks that looked like small apples. Her tiny mouth formed a perfect little 'o' as she babbled. Her black hair was soft and wispy, sticking up in places no brush could tame.

And on her forehead, barely visible beneath her baby fuzz, were the smallest little horns. They were just tiny nubs, barely bumps really, but they were there, which looked quite adorable.

She smelled like milk. Like warm milk and baby powder and something sweet, something that made Dante want to hold her forever and never let go.

"Aww... awaa... awaka... aaaa," she babbled, waving her small hands in the air.

One of those tiny hands slapped Dante's face.

Her fingers were so small. So soft. Her palm barely covered his cheek. The slap was gentle, clumsy, and completely ineffective.

Dante's heart melted.

"You slapped me," he said.

"Awaka," she replied seriously.

"You're very strong."

"Awaaaaw."

"Very strong," he repeated.

She grabbed his nose.

He let her.

Alina watched from the couch, her heart so full it ached. "She has you wrapped around her finger."

"She does not."

"She does."

Dante looked down at his daughter. She was now trying to put his nose in her mouth.

"She does," he admitted.

The baby gummed his nose.

Alina laughed.

Sable appeared in the doorway. "Can I hold her?"

"Be careful," Dante said.

"I'm always careful."

"You stepped on a snail yesterday and cried for an hour."

"It was a small snail."

Sable climbed onto the couch and held out his arms. Dante transferred the baby carefully, supporting her head, watching every movement.

Sable looked down at his sister.

"You're squishy," he said.

"Awaka," she replied.

"That's not a word."

"Awa."

"That's still not a word."

She grabbed his hair.

"Ow—okay, that's—ow—Dad, she's pulling my hair—"

Lucien appeared beside him. He reached out and gently untangled the baby's fingers from Sable's hair.

"She likes you," Lucien said.

"She's aggressive."

"She's a baby."

"She's an aggressive baby."

The baby gurgled and kicked her feet.

Lucien looked at her for a long moment. Then he touched one of her tiny horns.

"They're growing," he said.

"They'll get bigger," Dante said.

"She'll look like us."

"More like me."

"Hmm." Lucien studied her face. "She has Mom's nose."

"And my eyes."

"And Mom's cheeks."

"And my horns."

"And Mom's—"

"Okay," Alina interrupted, laughing. "She's a mix. Can we agree on that?"

Lucien nodded. "She's a mix."

"Awaka," the baby said.

Everyone looked at her.

She smiled.

It was a gummy, toothless, completely ridiculous smile.

Dante's heart broke and healed at the same time.

"She's perfect," he said.

Alina nodded. "She really is."

The baby grabbed Lucien's finger and held on.

He didn't pull away.

His red eyes widened. His usually serious face softened into something almost like wonder. She was so small. Her tiny fingers wrapped around his finger like it was the most important thing in the world. Her grip was weak, barely there, but she held on like she would never let go.

"Awaa," she said. "Awag. Aghhh."

Her chubby cheeks bounced as she spoke. Her crimson eyes looked up at Lucien with complete trust. Her little horns caught the light.

Sable tilted his head. "What did she say?"

"I don't know," Lucien said.

"You're supposed to understand her. You're the older brother."

"I don't speak baby."

"Then learn."

"Awag aghhh wa," the baby added.

Sable leaned closer. "She said something about you."

"She did not."

"She did. I think she said you have a big nose."

"I do not have a big nose."

"Awag," the baby said.

"See? She agreed."

Lucien stared at his sister.

She smiled. Gummy. Toothless. Completely ridiculous.

"She called you handsome," Alina said.

"How do you know?" Lucien asked.

"I'm her mother. I speak baby."

"What did she say about me?" Sable asked.

"She said you're her favorite."

Sable's face lit up. "Really?"

"No."

Sable's face fell. "That's mean."

"That's motherhood."

The baby kicked her feet and grabbed Lucien's shirt. She pulled herself toward him, her tiny body wiggling, her legs kicking. She wanted to be closer. She wanted to climb him like a tree.

Lucien looked down at her.

"You're very determined," he said.

"Aghhh!"

"Very loud too."

She grabbed his ear.

"Ow—"

"That's love," Alina said.

"That's ear-pulling."

"Same thing."

Dante watched his sons and his daughter, his heart so full he thought it might burst. He looked at Alina. She was already looking at him.

"She's going to be troublesome," he said.

"Good trouble," she replied.

"The best trouble."

The baby pulled Lucien's hair.

He didn't complain. He just held her tighter.

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