Fated Mate to the Triplet Alpha

Chapter 104: Chapter 104: Visions of Betrayal

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. noveldrama

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.

Sometimes he did worry she was becoming too strong. "Keep watching," the other version smiled. "It gets better."

The next vision showed Elara in the pack house, but everything was different. Golden images of her stood everywhere. Pack members knelt when she walked by.

Fear filled their eyes. "She made herself a goddess," crowned Kael explained. "Used the baby’s power to control everyone’s thoughts. They worship her now, but they hate her too." "Stop showing me this," Kael ordered.

"Why? Because it hurts?" The other Kael laughed. "Because you know it could be true?" A new image emerged. This one made Kael’s blood turn to ice. Elara stood in their bedroom, holding their newborn baby. But she wasn’t looking at the child with love. She was studying it like a weapon.

"Perfect," the vision-Elara said to someone off-screen. "With this child, I can remake the world however I want." "Who is she talking to?" Kael whispered. "See for yourself." The vision widened to show the whole room.

Standing beside Elara was a man Kael recognized but had never seen before. Tall, strong, with red eyes that glowed like fire. "The original Alpha," Kael breathed. "She chose him over you," the crowned version said.

"Decided his power was more useful than your love." "That’s impossible. She hates him." "Does she?" Another vision flashed. Elara shaking hands with the old wolf. Making a deal.

"He offered her everything she ever wanted. Respect. Fear. Control. All she had to do was give him access to the child." Kael watched in horror as vision-Elara placed the baby in the original Alpha’s arms. The old wolf’s smile was pure evil.

"And you?" Kael asked. "What happened to me in these visions?" "You tried to stop her." The final picture showed Kael lying on the ground, golden light burning through his chest. Vision-Elara stood over him without any emotion on her face.

"She said you were too weak to understand what needed to be done." Kael stumbled backward. The visions felt so real. So possible. "But I can change that future," the crowned version continued. "I can make sure you’re the one with power. Not her."

"How?"

"Take control now." The other Kael’s eyes blazed with silver light. "Use your bond with her to suppress her abilities. Keep her weak until the baby is born. Then claim the child as your own." "I won’t betray Elara."

"Even after seeing what she’ll do to you?" The crowned version gestured at the walls. "Even knowing she’ll choose power over love?" Kael’s mind raced. Part of him wanted to believe the visions were lies. But another part remembered all the times Elara had seemed distant lately.

All the moments when her power flared and she looked... different. "She’s changing," he admitted quietly. "Of course she is. Power corrupts everyone. The only question is whether you’ll let her kill you, or whether you’ll save yourself first."

A new vision emerged. This one showed Kael sporting the bone crown, sitting on a throne made of silver. Elara knelt beside him, her power bound by chains only he could see.

"This is what you could have," the other version said. "True leadership. Real control. The respect you’ve always deserved." "And the baby?" "Raised by a strong father instead of a power-mad mother.

Taught to use its abilities for good instead of conquest." Kael stared at the vision. It did look inviting. No more fights about who was in charge. No more worrying about Elara’s growing freedom.

"I can feel your thoughts," the crowned version said. "You want this. You’ve always wanted this." "Maybe," Kael said slowly. "But wanting something doesn’t make it right." "Right?"

The other Kael laughed harshly. "What’s right about letting the woman you love become a monster? What’s right about letting your child to be raised by someone drunk on power?" Another vision flashed.

The baby, now grown into a teenager, stands over piles of human bodies. Its eyes glowed with the same golden light as Elara’s. "This is your child’s future if she raises it," the crowned version said.

"A killer. A destroyer. Is that what you want?" Kael felt sick. The teenager in the vision looked so cold. So empty of compassion. "Show me another way," he said desperately.

"There is no other way." The building began to change around them. The walls became mirrors, each one showing a different terrible future. "Either you take control, or she destroys everything."

"What about love?" Kael asked. "What about trust?" "Love?" The crowned version’s speech turned mocking. "She’s already trying to betray you. I can show you her thoughts." Before Kael could protest, images flooded his mind.

Not visions this time, but what felt like real memories. Elara thinking about how much stronger she was than him. Elara wondering if she needed the boys at all anymore.

Elara thinking what life would be like if she had all the power. "Stop," Kael gasped, but the thoughts kept coming. Elara planning to use the baby’s birth to break free from their mate bonds. Elara deciding the boys were holding her back.

Elara chose independence over love. "These are her real thoughts," the crowned version said. "Right now. While you’re wasting time in here, she’s planning your downfall." Kael fell to his knees.

The thoughts felt so real. So much like things Elara might actually think. "I don’t know what’s true anymore," he whispered. "Then let me make it simple." The other Kael knelt beside him.

"Choice one: Trust her and die.

Choice two: Control her and live." "Those can’t be the only options." "They are." The crowned version put a silver collar in Kael’s hands.

"This will reduce her power without hurting her. She’ll be safe, the baby will be safe, and you’ll be alive to protect them both." Kael looked at the collar. It felt warm in his hands. Almost living.

"Put it on her when you see her again," the other version urged. "Before she can betray you. Before she can choose power over love."

"And if I’m wrong? If she really does love me?" "Then she’ll understand why you had to do it. She’ll forgive you because she knows you’re protecting the family." The mirrors around them began showing new images. Happy ones this time.

Elara happy as she held their baby. The child growing up normal and healthy. The pack living in peace. "This is what happens if you’re strong enough to lead," the crowned version said.

"Everyone gets their happy ending." Kael’s fingers closed around the collar. It would be so easy. One simple step to fix everything. "I need time to think," he said.

"There is no time." The other Kael pointed to one of the mirrors. It showed Elara in a forest, talking to someone who looked like her mother. "She’s making her choice right now. And it’s not you."

In the mirror, Kael watched as vision-Elara nodded at whatever her mother-figure was saying. Then she put her hands on her belly and spoke words that made Kael’s heart stop. "I don’t need them anymore. The baby and I can do this alone."

The crowned version smiled. "Still think she loves you?" Kael stood up slowly, the collar tight in his grip. His mate bond with Elara pulsed with distant feeling, but he couldn’t tell if it was love or anger. "What happens after I use this?" he asked. "You become the Alpha you were meant to be. Strong.

Decisive. Unquestioned." The office started to fade around them. Kael felt himself being pulled back toward the cave where this all started.

"Decide quickly," the crowned version said as he disappeared. "She’s already made her choice. Now make yours." Kael materialized back in the ancient cave, the silver collar hidden in his jacket pocket.

Around him, his brothers and Elara were also appearing, each looking shaken by their own struggles. Elara turned toward him with relief in her eyes. "Kael! Thank the gods you’re okay."

But as she reached for him, Kael noticed something that made his blood run cold. Her hand glowed with the same golden light from the dreams.

And for just a split second, her face looked exactly like the power-hungry version from the mirrors. His fingers found the collar in his pocket. The choice was right in front of him.