The crowned form of Kael snapped his fingers. The office walls began showing moving pictures like a movie screen. "Watch," he ordered.
"See what your precious mate will really do with her power." Kael tried to look away, but his eyes were pulled to the visions against his will.
The first picture showed Elara standing over his dead body. Her hands glowed with golden light, but it looked wrong. Twisted. Dark. "This happened yesterday," crowned Kael said lightly. "In another world.
She decided you were too weak to lead." "That's not real," Kael said, but his voice shook. "Elara would never hurt me." "Wouldn't she?" Another image emerged.
Elara leading an army of supernatural creatures. Her belly was big, almost ready to give birth. "She told them you were holding her back. That your fear of her power made you useless." Kael's heart clenched. He had been afraid of her growing skills.
