Elara’s teacup suddenly shattered in her hand as she overheard the raised voices echoing from the far end of the garden path, hot liquid splashing across her fingers and the stone bench.
She stood up so fast the bench scraped loudly against the ground, her other hand flying to her belly as the quadruplets kicked strongly in response to the sudden movement. The six-pointed star on her collarbone flared with silver light for a brief second before dimming. She pressed her palm hard against her mouth, trying to steady her breathing, then started walking quickly toward the sound of the argument.
Thorne’s deep voice carried through the trees first. “You went behind her back, Kael! After everything she’s been through, you still chose to hide things from her?”
Elara rounded the corner and stopp
