Chapter 123: The Cook pt1
**Avery**
I decided to do the spell Draven taught me. The air in the grand hall of the Naga palace is thick with anticipation as I stand in the center, my heart pounding in my chest. The ancient spell Draven taught me glows faintly in my hands, a delicate orb of light that holds the weight of my future. I take a deep breath, my fingers trembling as I whisper the incantation. The light swirls, shifting colors from soft pink to deep blue, and then—it splits into three distinct orbs. My eyes widen, and my breath catches. Three. Not one, but three. The realization hits me like a physical blow, and I stagger back, my vision blurring as the room spins.
Cassius is the first to reach me, his strong arms catching me before I hit the ground. "Avery, what is it? What’s wrong?" His voice is laced with concern, his piercing blue eyes searching mine for answers. Clint and Conner are close behind, their faces etched with worry as they crowd around me.
"I—I don’t know," I manage, my voice shaking. "The spell… it showed three. Three eggs." The words feel like a foreign language, heavy and unreal on my tongue.
The Trio exchanges a glance, their expressions shifting from confusion to awe. Clint’s green eyes soften, and he takes my hand, his thumb brushing against my knuckles. "Three? Are you sure?"
"Positive," I whisper, my mind racing. Three. Three lives growing inside me. The thought is both exhilarating and terrifying. I hadn’t even fully adjusted to my new life with my mates, let alone prepared for motherhood—multiplied by three.
Conner steps forward, his usual reserve cracking as a rare smile touches his lips. "That’s… incredible. We’re going to be fathers." His voice is laced with wonder, and for a moment, I allow myself to feel the joy radiating from him.
But the weight of it all crashes back down on me. "I—I don’t know if I’m ready," I admit, my voice barely above a whisper. "What if I mess up? What if I’m not enough for them?"
Cassius pulls me into his embrace, his warmth enveloping me. "You’re more than enough, Avery. We’re in this together. You won’t have to do it alone."
His words ease some of me fears, but the nerves remain. I need to tell them individually, to see their reactions, to ensure they’re truly on board. "I—I need some time," I say, pulling away slightly. "I want to tell you all separately. It’s… important to me."
The Trio nods, their understanding evident in their eyes. Clint squeezes my hand. "Take all the time you need. We’re here for you, no matter what."
Later that evening, I seek out Clint first. I found him in the training yard, his muscular frame glistening with sweat as he spars with a practice dummy. His movements are fluid, powerful, and I watch him for a moment, my heart swelling with admiration. When he finally notices me, he pauses, wiping his brow with the back of his hand. "Hey," he says, his voice warm. "What’s up?"
I take a deep breath, my hands twisting together nervously. "Clint, I—I need to talk to you."
His brow furrows, and he steps closer, his blue eyes searching mine. "What is it? You look like you’ve seen a ghost."
"I—I used the spell Draven taught me," I begin, my voice trembling. “The one to detect pregnancy. It… it showed three eggs."
A slow smile spreads across his face, and he pulls me into a tight embrace. "Three? That’s… amazing. We’re going to have three little ones, Avery. Three little dragons running around."
His joy is infectious, and I feel her fears easing slightly. "I’m scared, Clint. I don’t know if I’m ready for this."
He holds me at arm’s length, his gaze intense. "You’re going to be an incredible mother, Avery. And I’ll be there every step of the way. We’ll figure it out together."
His confidence boosts me, and I nod, a small smile tugging at my lips. "Thank you. For everything."
Next, I seek out Conner. I found him in the library, his nose buried in a thick tome, his brow furrowed in concentration. He looks up when she enters, his blue eyes softening at the sight of me. "Avery," he says, setting the book aside. "What’s wrong?"
I take a seat beside him, my hands clasped tightly in my lap. "I—I need to tell you something. Something important."
His gaze sharpens, and he leans forward, his elbows resting on his knees. "Go on."
"I used the pregnancy detection spell," I begin, my voice steady despite my nerves. "It showed three eggs, Conner. Three."
His eyes widen, and for a moment, he’s silent. Then, a rare smile breaks across his face, transforming his features. "Three? That’s… incredible. We’re going to be parents, Avery. To three little ones."
His reaction is so genuine, so full of wonder, that my heart aches. "I’m scared, Conner. I don’t know if I’m ready for this."
He takes my hand, his touch grounding me. "You’re going to be amazing, Avery. And I’ll be here, every step of the way. We’ll figure it out together."
His words echo Clint’s, and I feel a surge of gratitude. "Thank you. For everything."
Finally, I seek out Cassius. I find him in the gardens, his broad shoulders tense as he paces back and forth, his hands clasped behind his back. When he sees me, his expression softens, and he approaches me, his blue eyes searching mine. "Avery," he says, his voice deep and steady. "What’s wrong?"
I take a deep breath, my heart pounding in my chest. "I—I need to tell you something. Something important."
His brow furrows, and he steps closer, his gaze intense. "Go on."
"I used the pregnancy detection spell," I begin, my voice trembling. "It showed three eggs, Cassius. Three."
His eyes widen, and for a moment, he’s silent. Then, a slow smile spreads across his face, and he pulls me into his embrace. "Three? That’s… incredible. We’re going to be parents, Avery. To three little ones."
His joy is overwhelming, and I feel my ears melting away. "I’m scared, Cassius. I don’t know if I’m ready for this."
He holds me at arm’s length, his gaze intense. "You’re going to be an incredible mother, Avery. And I’ll be here, every step of the way. We’ll figure it out together."
His confidence buoys me, and I nod, a small smile tugging at my lips. "Thank you. For everything." I am glad that they let me do this my way and I am grateful how easily they accepted this unexpected news.