Hayden
I'm determined to follow the stairs and find Natasha when I enter the hotel. My blood is coursing through my veins, sending a wave of heat over my skin. I want Natasha served on a platter tonight.
Her black hair spread over a pillow, and those nipples in the air ready to be sucked and licked—the mere image makes my cock throb.
My mate is gorgeous. I want to kiss every inch of her skin, worship every part of her body, but I stop in the doorway.
"No... Please don't touch me..."
The weak feminine voice stops my heart. What is happening in here?
My eyes dart around.
In the lobby, a girl sits on the couch, and a group of unfriendly men surrounds her. They are wearing grins and towering over her frail form, speaking in menacing voices.
"So, you're one of those mermaid freaks?" A man shows his teeth in a smile. "I'm such a lucky man since your thoughts and opinions don't matter. When you washed up on the beach, I thought
Scylla / KatjaLong ago, my parents locked me in the basement. They said it was because I'm different from them and my sister.At first, I wouldn't understand their reasoning. I couldn't comprehend why I was treated like a dog. My parents would hit me, spit me in the face, and barely give me any food.It took me a long time before I realized my family feared me, that they were human while I was a disgusting sea monster.It was barely noticeable at first.In the beginning, small patches of scales would appear on my body, and my mother would use a knife to pick them away.I would hold on to the element in the wall and shut my eyes. I cried out into the night as she worked that blade, tormented by the excruciating pain that ran over my skin like a flock of spiders."Scylla! Stop being difficult and let me wash you!" My mother would say, in that voice, which told me she no longer saw me as her daughter. "Stop screaming! You're not making
Scylla / KatjaI'm glaring into the wall, waiting for my food while leaning my back into the soft bed behind me. Hayden threw me into this room, and my butt is still recovering from the impact.Violent man.Suddenly there is a knock on the door, but I don't bother to answer. I'm tied to the bed, eyes barely alive."I'm here to serve you your lunch," it's a man talking, probably some recruit. "I wasn't sure what you like, so I made a buffet. There are various small portions of fish—mermaids like fish, right?"My eyes sting with unshed tears. "I'm not a mermaid anymore."The man is silent. He probably didn't expect me to sound so broken. I'm the evil girl—I bet my emotions are a shocker to him. I bet my sister spread the word that I'm a villain.I hug my knees to my body, biting my lip so hard I draw blood. I'm confused and lonely, not sure what to do. If I escape, where will I go? Scarlett doesn't need a human.Scarl
KatjaA week later, I have embraced my human life. Natasha still hates me, and we are sailing the ocean, heading for Scarlett's domain with the mission to kill her.I'm afraid of meeting Scarlett again. In truth, Natasha is right. Scarlett is dangerous, and I'm not the only monster she is in control of—she has plenty of kaiju pets.And although I've said it's a bad idea to face Scarlett, both Natasha and Hayden are convinced the crew can challenge her."Kat, you're slacking," John is peeling potatoes in the scrub, observing me with a tiny smile over his lips. "Those potatoes will not strip themselves of their skin."I sit down in my chair, sighing. "If you hadn't followed the others to that bar yesterday when we visited that island, the potatoes would be done. I worked the entire night alone while you were busy screwing some woman. You still smell like her perfume."John lifts his attention to me. His arms are bent and resting over his
Katja"I will get some fresh air..." I say and turn around on heels so quick it's as if someone has set them aflame.John's words are circling inside my mind. He doesn't care about me. I'm nothing to him, and those eyes, searing, dislike me with a passion while I'm falling in love with him.I grab the railing, pulling myself up toward the shining sun. I must be out of my mind because nobody on this boat would love a monster! What was I expecting to happen, allowing my heart to pump for John?I hurry the last steps and run past a few crew members. The wind is in my hair, and I step to the side of the boat, royally puking from the anxiety and stress wrecking my body.John doesn't like me.It was all an act.He has been nice to me for the hell of it, pretending to be my friend, and although I deserve it, I'm sad. At some point, I stopped getting irritated seeing his grin early in the morning, and now, I love his face.John is gorg
NatashaWe are sailing the ocean to find Scarlett. I'm trying to get pregnant, and things with Hayden are lovely. Everything in my life is going great, except for a tiny detail that irks me."Throw me more of your money! Don't be shy! If you want to see more of my body, then give me a fifty!"Humiliation burns my cheeks. My sister, who likes to be called Kat, is dancing on top of a table. She is wearing a bra and a pair of black low waist shorts—stolen from me.Hayden raises his glass. "You go, Kat!"I glare at him. "Are you serious?"Hayden flashes me a sheepish grin. We are inside the local bar on Playa island, and the men are crazy, throwing her money as if their lives depended on it."Dance for us, Katja!" A man shouts. "You're beautiful—don't be shy to flaunt it, darling!"Katja spins around the pole and the men whistles in excitement. She might not have any curves, but her moves are great."That's it, b
KatjaI enjoy the breeze outside while Fred, the guy who approached me inside the bar, watches me in silence. He is handsome, all muscular and tall, with a bald head, but I realized he was different from the start.His eyes glow in the dark, and he smells weird.Fred is probably a monster, and the only reason I led him into the forest is so that I could waste his time until Hayden figures out these villagers aren't normal humans but vile creatures themselves."So..." I smile at Fred, showing a glimpse of my teeth. "You got me outside—now what?"Fred freezes and sizes me up with suspicion. "What do you mean?"I roll my eyes. "Don't play dumb with me, Fred. You're not a human, are you? You were watching me too intently inside the bar with eyes said, 'I wish to eat you,' and you were even licking your lips."At first, Fred only stares at me while processing my words. But eventually, his lips turn in a vicious smile, and I'm not an
KatjaThe only person who has ever been a loyal friend to me is dying, and I don't know how to save them!Fuck this shit!I want to help John. I'm ready to battle the stupid, gigantic bird to death. Tears are falling down my face, and I'm in chaos. Every part of my soul wants to fight for the man I love.But someone grabs my arm and pulls me deeper into the forest. I shriek and try to fight the person, but I'm hushed."Shh! It's me!""Natasha? W-We have to save John!" I turn around, crying. "Please."Her eyes travel to the harpy digging its beak into John's back, and her expression turns dark. A hundred thoughts seem to flash in her eyes before sadness washes up to the surface."No, there is nothing we can do to save him..."My lips quiver. "B-But—"The bird screeches, and Natasha tugs on me again. John isn't moving, and the harpy focuses its intelligent eyes on us."SKRIIII!!""We have to go!
KatjaAlmost two months later and we are still sailing the ocean. Scarlett has changed her hiding place and wasn't in her cave. Kaiju has risen from the sea, and Hayden has killed about two of them.I'm closer to Natasha now, although she still hasn't forgiven me for what I've done in the past. But she trusts me enough to know I spoke the truth when I said Scarlett must be the one commanding the kaiju to attack islands and villages.We no longer hunt for Scarlett's blood and have traveled so far she can't find us. Natasha is finally pregnant and beyond the moon. She is excited; we all are, especially merman-dad-to-be Hayden.I constantly watch them kiss and hug each other around me, and my heart squeezes every time. The sweet couple's affection held for one another makes me miss John even more.John.I wipe away a tear and keep peeling my potatoes, pretending that I'm okay even though I'm a mess.I wear John's t-shirts every day, and