The room filled with a terrifying aura as Aba's arms began to tremble in rage.
“What does she want with Elena?” He snarled, glaring at Taric as if he were the enemy.
“I don't think she wants her, but someone else does. Elena is the descendant of a primordial vampire. Lenore is too, but Elena controls the shadows. She’s also a fairy princess. To be blunt, Elena is the perfect candidate to be my father's mate. Someone weaker than him but strong enough to produce dangerous offspring. My father did the whole deity thing before.” He moved his hand over himself. “My mother defected and switched sides. Once I was born, she handed me over to my father. She wanted nothing to do with me. The thing is, my mother was a pain for my father because she was strong. He wants a mate that’s easy to handle.
