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I had a feeling some stupid prank like this would be played on me when I got here, an attempt to make me feel weak and embarrassed. I'm so sick of it I could kill this stinking pup whos got his lips locked onto mine with his hands caressing my cheeks. Time to be done with this and get the hell out of here. I need to find Sebastian.

With one harsh push against his chest, the werewolf is finally launched away from me. Smashing through the swinging doors of the office and into the lockers across the hall, he hovers there with pain evident on his face. Holding him there with my control over the air around us, I start forward with red in my eyes and a bone to pick with his kind who seem to find it okay to physically and sexually attack me based on what I am.

"Listen here you child, I am not going to be pushed around and tormented during my time at this school and I am certainly not going to be made a fool of! Five minutes here and I've had your kind trying to throw blue slush on me and you- " 

Stopping my tirade, I look around at the scared faces of students around me, some pulling out their phones and recording the interaction, others just gaping in disbelief. Time to send a message to the school.

"I don't want to be here just as much as you don't want me here, but if you've got a problem with my presence, take it up with your Alpha and the council cause any objections I have seem to be going in one ear and out the other. Be my guest in fact! However if you," I say, talking to the whole crowd now,

"think for one second that you will be able to take that resentment out on me, I assure you, it won't end well for any of you."

And with that, I lower my hand. Letting the werewolf crashing to the floor in disbelief and with delayed breath. Lowering myself to his level, I give one last piece of advice to him alone.

"Mates aren't something to joke about boy, hold them in esteem or you may not be blessed with one."

"But-but I-please wait-" he stutters out.

But I don't. I turn on my heel and turn down the corridor, the crowd parting like the red sea as I pass, afraid of me.

Good.

Now I really need to find Sebastian.

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 After 2 years with Lena and the sirens, I saw the island as my home and the inhabitants as my family. I no longer mourned over my lost wolf or the pack I left behind but looked forward at my future with Lena as a soon to be siren. The process of becoming a mermaid is easy; simply a bit of witchy magic and a prayer that you will survive the transition; some don't. Being a siren, on the other hand, is more down to the individual's dedication to their witch as their protector.

Witches created us when they were seeking help in protection. After the witch trials, most fled out of fear of persecution, despite the fact that none of those persecuted was actually witches, the message was clear. They left to desolate islands or other homes surrounded by water so us sirens could protect them with our charms. Any waters surrounding a witches home would be littered with bones of the dead men who wished to hurt them. And thus, I was recruited to help protect Lena.

The idea of being there to protect her was easier than I would've thought before I met her. While my fellow sirens around the island would tell of resistance when they were first stranded on the island as maids or escorts to the men aboard the ship that was taken down, I never felt that.

It didn't take long to realise the reason for that was due to my love for her. When I was brought up as a wolf, the idea of mates was always a male protecting his female, never anything different. Once I gave up being a wolf, I thought I would never love someone as much as they would say you love your mate, but I was wrong. My parents always said that your mate was like your other half, that you would never feel complete without them. That's exactly how I feel about Lena, maybe just without the ceremonious marking and claiming rituals that take place between mates in the werewolf world. 

I never knew I could be attracted to someone of the same sex let alone love them, but I couldn't help but feel like I wanted to kiss her and fall asleep with her under the stars. I imagine that she's there with me when I'm falling asleep, but I never knew that she might feel the same way.

However, before long we were what I would call mates. We slept together, held each other, and told each other our greatest secrets.

"What are you thinking about my love?" I once asked her, happiness rolling off me in waves.

"I want more for us Drusilla. I always thought I would stay on this island forever, working on my craft with you and the sirens protecting me but I can't anymore."

"Lena," My happiness was dwindling, was I not enough for her? Did I not make her feel like how she made me? "I don't know what you're trying to say..."

"I've been here for 100 years Dru, and I never had a reason to leave. I want to now, with you. I want to go to England where we can have a life together away from this isolation." 

Taken aback, I can only gawk at the idea of leaving.

"I really don't think you've thought this through-"

"But I have! When the next ship comes, instead of destroying it, we board it and you can make them take us to London. I know they wouldn't accept us as lovers so we can be sisters or friends. We have plenty of money from the ships we've wrecked, we can do this. Please don't doubt me, my love, we can do this together, we can be together forever."

I would never say no to Lena, and honestly, I was just as excited to leave with her as she was, so we did, we went and tried to make a life for ourselves in the city, and it was perfect.

For a while.

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