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You owe my people.
“I know,” I sighed. “Of course, you would know that.”
Two hundred years is quick for us. Merely a blink.
“You’re talking to someone who has assisted Death for thousands of years. Fine. I will help you. I’ll bring you your human. And somehow, you need to get your ass to the beach.”
Despite my bitching and moaning, I already had someone in mind.
Someone that would give this pompous prince hell.
Someone that was meant to be his.
I sighed and pulled my phone from my swim shorts, glaring at the merman as I called a phone number.
One that went straight to the beach rescue center.
Ofelia
“I’ve got this.I really do. I’ve rescued a ton of different animals. You can go,” I insisted for the thousandth time.
My boss winced as I practically shoved her out the door. “I can call Mike—”
“Anna, I need you to go. The school called because your kid is sick. I can take care of a stranded dolphin on the beach. If I need more help, I’ll call.”
Anna stuck in the doorway for a moment, but ultimately caved. “Fine. Swear you’ll call me if you need me. Or call someone in if it’s too much. It’s on the creepy beach, too. I don’t know who would even be there…”
“Go,” I hissed. “Don’t even worry about it. I’ll be safe. It’s just a beach.”
She finally left. I stood there for a second, already planning how I was going to get the dolphin back to the waves. Shouldn’t be too hard, right? I’d done plenty of solo missions.
Our beach rescue was the only one that serviced this stretch of land. It was known as Dead Man’s Cove, and was approximately two miles of shore that no one in the area went to. Sometimes, teenagers would sneak out on a dare. Sometimes, bad things would happen.
I would know, wouldn’t I?
That had been ten years ago, but my stomach still twisted as I snatched my keys and bag. I rushed out to my truck and jumped in, cranking on the engine and peeling out of our run-down parking lot.
The salty air was hard on the infrastructure, which was clear as the pavement went from smooth to full of potholes as I made my way to Dead Man’s Cove. I was curious about what brave soul had dared to venture out there alone, but I was glad they called us about the stuck dolphin.
What if it's not a dolphin…?
I chased the thought away. I couldn’t dwell on that.
Ten years ago, I’d been one of those stupid teenagers that had been dared to swim in the Dead Man waters. I’d seen something that night, something that wasn’t natural. Not human, not animal. Something…different.
No one believed me. Everyone thought I’d just been seeing things.
But then one of our friends drowned. He had been the best swimmer among us too.
I shivered, shaking away the memory. The sadness and pain had faded, but it was still there, coupled with the intense curiosity I had about what I’d seen that night. That was how I’d ended up at the marine animal rescue center. My entire life had been changed by the night.
The road narrowed as I drove down the peninsula. I didn’t pass another soul as I sped, the truck jostling back and forth as I hit more cracks and holes.
I slowed as I spotted another truck, one parked haphazardly in the sand. I looked out, seeing a man that was as pale as a piece of chalk with bright red hair and many tattoos.
And abs.
Jesus christ, the caller was a hot ginger daddy.
