When Alaric was labeled the "bad uncle" by the kids, it stung a bit. But now, he had the chance to set the record straight.

"Are you really my daddy?" Helena's eyes sparkled with hope, her voice soft and sweet.

"Absolutely," Alaric replied with a confidence that brooked no argument.

Even without a DNA test, he felt in his heart that Hertha's twins were his. They seemed just over two years old, and timing-wise, it matched up perfectly with when he and Hertha had been together.

Initially, Alaric panicked at the news of Hertha having twins, thinking they were born at different times to different fathers. But learning they were indeed twins, born at the same time, made everything click. They had to be his, especially since that night with Hertha was her first time.

Helena, reassured by Alaric's confirmation, beamed at her mother, her eyes shining like stars in the night sky. Her joy was unmistakable.

happy about it, especially allowing Alaric to hold Helena without any hesitation, stirred mixed feelings in her. Yet, the radiant smile

cradling Helena, settled

Julian, though held

"bad uncle" was actually their

gently introducing himself, "Buddy, let's get properly acquainted. I'm your dad, Alaric. What's

his hand,

his mom a few

suspended in air, his eyes conveying

reached out, his small hand grasping Alaric's.

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