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With a gasp, he leant back, leaving her breathless. “What’s wrong?” she whispered as he gently took her wrists and pulled them out of his trousers.

“I’m not going to take advantage of you like this,” he said, gently stroking her hair as disappointment crashed into her.

“But you’re not,” she moaned, stretching up to kiss him again, but he evaded her.

“I am,” he whispered, “you just don’t know it yet. There are things I have to explain to you... but not now. You need to rest, little kelpie.” He winked. “If you still want me after we talk tomorrow, I’ll be ready.”

Before she could reply, he left the room, leaving her speechless and shivering in humiliation. Was she truly this unappealing that not just one, but three men had rejected her within the course of an hour? Granted, she was glad they had ignored her advances while she was under the influence of Jared’s pheromones. It made her trust them more. Not every man would reject the advances of a young woman ready to jump him.

Sighing, she picked up Flint’s shirt and put it on. It smelled like him. She debated whether to take it off, but that would have been childish. And it was comfy. And his.

She curled up on the bed and pulled the duvet on top of her, hiding from the world. This day had been too much. Fear, surprise, anger, desire, disappointment, humiliation. Her body was shivering from all the emotions her mind was remembering. She growled and pressed her hands hard against her ears, listening to the pulsating whoosh of her blood. It reminded her of the waves, of home. She imagined being back underwater, an innocent, slightly spoiled kelpie princess, who didn’t have to deal with abductions, desires and hot guys.

Just like the waves in her thoughts, sleep washed over her, taking her with it.

4

When she entered the living room, still wearing nothing but Flint’s t-shirt and her underwear, the three men were waiting for her.

Camdan cleared his throat and pointedly looked down at the floor. “Why are you walking around naked?”

She shrugged. “I don’t have any clothes.”

Flint chuckled. “Girls. I’ll get you some later. Weren’t you wearing jeans yesterday?”

Now it was her turn to look at the carpet, hiding her blushing cheeks. “I ripped them by accident. My claws must have come out without me noticing.”

“Yes, Flint told us what happened between you two,” Cam sighed and she swallowed hard. She was tempted to run back to her room and hide from all the embarrassment. Forever. Instead, she looked up, giving them all dirty looks.

“Do you always gossip like pesky little selkies?” she hissed, ignoring the fact that her hair was turning green in anger.

“We don’t gossip,” Flint grumbled. “They needed to know.”

“Did they now,” she growled, but inside she was getting curious. He’d promised her she’d find out more about them today. Maybe she should stop being angry?

“Sit down, Macey,” Cam commanded. She hissed at him but did as he said. That didn’t mean that she had to stop glaring at them, though.

“How do I start...,” Flint murmured, more to himself than her.

“Easy,” Jared grinned, “you’re fire, she’s water, opposites attract each other.”

Cam groaned, hitting his friend in the ribs. “Do you ever think before you speak?”

“Rarely.”

“I’ve noticed. Now be quiet and let Flint explain it properly.”

Jared smirked but didn’t reply. Macey was staring at them open-mouthed. What the fuck was going on here?

Flint sighed again, obviously feeling uncomfortable. “What do you know about the Seven Elements?”

“Aren’t there just four?” she asked, taken aback by this strange question.

“That’s the human way of thinking. In truth, there are seven: fire, air, earth, water, ice, wind and lightning. We call them Seachd-Sìona in Gaelic.”

“Wait, aren’t air and wind the same?” she interrupted? “And water and ice?”

“Similar, but not the same,” Flint explained. “Their base essence is different. Which is why there are seven of us.”

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