Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers

Chapter 84: Alcohol

**~ Cayden’s POV ~**

I shouldn’t have given her alcohol. That was probably one of the dumbest decisions I’ve ever made in my entire life.

At first, Hazel just giggled, swaying slightly as she tried to walk in a straight line—but then she took off, practically sprinting down the hallway like a child high on sugar and serotonin. I reached out to grab her hand, but she yanked away with a force I had almost forgotten she possessed. She was strong—scary strong.

"Oh my God," she sang, twirling dramatically, arms wide like she could catch the stars. "My babies! My babies are coming back to me!"

I blinked. Panic settled into my chest. I hadn’t even prepared anything yet. Their clothes, their food hell, I didn’t even have a crib. And here she was, practically floating on happiness. Or maybe it was just the alcohol. No, it was definitely the alcohol.

"Hazel, calm down," I called, jogging after her.

She whirled around and pointed at me with an exaggerated gasp. "You should be excited too!" she declared, wobbling slightly. "You..you are going to be a father! A whole father!"

I cringed as her loud voice echoed through the hallway, catching unwanted attention. I pinched the bridge of my nose. Please, not now.

My mother suddenly appeared beside me like the ghost of strict expectations.

"What is she doing?" she hissed. "She can’t be drunk. A rightful, respectful Luna does not behave like this."

"She’s just... excited," I muttered. "It’s the alcohol. And maybe the hormones. Probably both."

My father stepped up behind her. "We need to get her to her room."

I nodded quickly and approached Hazel again, trying to gently take her arm.

"Versa!" she shrieked, shoving me backward with a sudden burst of power.

I stumbled, stunned. That was a witch’s shove.

She blinked at her own hands like she’d just discovered them for the first time. "Oh my God!" she squealed. "I’ve only seen Aurora do that...I can’t believe I can do that too. I’m a witch! Even better a Crescent!"

She threw her hands in the air like she was summoning a thunderstorm. "I’m going to make spells for my babies!" she declared.

And then she tipped sideways, losing balance.

and my hands instinctively landed on her waist. Our faces were suddenly very close—too close. I could feel her breath against my cheek, warm and laced with the scent of wine and something

heavy-lidded and hazy with intoxication, looked up at me like

my son looks just like you," she whispered, almost

skipped. I

okay. It’s time to go to

locked on mine. "No, I meant it," she said, voice soft and slurred. "You’re so handsome. That jawline... that perfectly sculpted

cut her off,

to me, remember? Even though we’re not...y’know, emotionally a couple... But legally, we still are. So I can fantasize about

again, but

on the bed, and

covered

my heart

kept playing on

I can fantasize about you... My

muttered aloud...Don’t feel

me like

I snapped

room, my heartbeat finally slowing from the chaos she stirred, when I saw my father hurrying down the hall

he said simply. "Caspian... and the rest.

I swallowed hard. They’re here?

took a shaky breath and

was radiant, practically

me grandchildren," she said, eyes sparkling. "We’re going

to smile—but my legs were already moving toward the door. I barely registered

Then the door opened.

the first

But then again, what did I expect? That red-headed witch was

look. Stone-cold. But something in his eyes... it was

then Caspian stepped

He was holding them.

My twins.