With a kind heart.
My Kols. My prince. My elemental mate.
It felt as though they’d severed one of my roots, the tree inside me wilting and dying from the loss. It burned. Oh, Elements, it burned!
I forgot how air worked.
Stopped allowing my heart to beat.
It was all gone.
He’s gone.
My Kolstov… “How could you?” I breathed out loud, my voice a choked whisper of sound, hoarse from all the screaming. “How. Could. You?”
Energy rippled out of me, pouring into the ground as I released all my fury and pain and anguish. I was done. So done!
I hated them all.
They would burn.
Flames shot from my fingertips, scorching the ground.
Shrieks followed.
Power rippled.
And still, I unleashed, furious at those who had harmed me and mine. My. Mate.
They took him from me. They destroyed everything. I hated them! They would pay for what they’d done. Voices called my name. I ignored them, my agony too loud, my tears too fierce, my fire too hot.
Earth Fae create.
Midnight Fae destroy.
They considered me an abomination—a combination of the two.
All right.
I’d accept that. And now? Now they could feel what happened when I used both powers.
The earth source brightened as I ripped the necklace from my neck and released the reins. Create and destroy. Create. And. Destroy.
Brighten it all.
Then burn it down.
Life.
And.
Death.
Welcome to my world. Prepare to bow.
STUNNING.
Aflora resembled a goddess, her power pouring out of her at an impressive rate, turning over tables and eliciting screams in her glorious wake.