Mermaids and Werewolves

01

Cordelia

Such a complicated name for a simple minded girl, or as simple as a hybrid can get. The name stems from a Latin, Celtic orgin meaning "heart; daughter of the sea".

I smile bitterly at the thoughts pooling through my mind about the beautiful name I was given by my mother. My name had meaning to it, a story behind it, a story being led by it. A name is more than something someone calls you, or knows you by. It's your beginning; who are are starting out to be. The very first impression on anyone you have met, or are fated to meet.

I flick my teal tinted tail through the water watching as the force forms little air bubbles, they float to the top before becoming one with the air.I continue to just be one with myself, allowing my instincts to push me forward, trying to still my brain of the thousands of thoughts going through my head.
Minutes, maybe hours pass before I feel a nudge through my familial link. A little push, testing the waters.

I pushed back at it, not wanting anyone to enter my mind at this moment. I just wanted peace, that's all. I just wanted to be alone with the water, with myself before allowing them to connect the link.

Delia you need to come home, father and mother understand that you're upset but there is nothing to do about it now.

I scoff at this. My younger brother, he does not understand, none of them really do. I don't think they care to either. Pushing myself off of the rock I was sitting on, I swim upwards towards the waters surface out of the underwater cave I have been hiding away in.

I'll be home in 30 minutes Max. Don't bother me again.

I don't mean to take my anger out on him, I know that he's just a kid but I can't help it. Ever since I was young I've had a problem controlling my anger. My mind was always crowded, frustration always brewing at the surface tempting to spill over the edge.

I was born destructive, having both a beast on land and a monster of the ocean reside inside of me. I'm supposed to be evil, born to prey upon innocent, unexpecting souls. Everyday is a battle against myself, my own being.

Mates from different races weren't exactly rare, but they were uncommon. However, hybrids were rare and typically outcasted because the mind would fight against itself as one conscious would try to overpower the other. Genetically, one race would overpower the other meaning the child of a hybrid mate ship would be one or the other. I was unlucky. A monstrosity.

My family left their pack once they learned of my nature, abandoning everything my father and siblings knew so they could protect me. Knowing a pack could never accept someone as dangerous as I, although they'd never admit it was because of that reason. I knew. My siblings knew. They were afraid of me, always walking on eggshells around me. I understood because I too, feared myself. It's taken a long time to learn how to control and be in charge of our mind.

My siren, gifted with the voice of an angel and the beauty of a goddess is one of the most deadly beings to exist. A vicious, unforgiving creature of the sea. Able to control men and women alike, lead them to their deaths by a simple whisper. She's strong and hard to resist when she starts to push for control. She wants to be in control constantly but she understands that this is our mind. Not just hers.

She's very protective over me and my wolf, and she doesn't trust easily making her agitated that our parents are forcing us to move to the states. She didn't like it, making it hard to control the anger residing in us.

My sirens feelings steer mine. We are one which means she controls me, as I control her. Same with my wolf. We are all one, making us a very deranged, complicated and messed up team.