The wind picks up as the ocean tide pulls me toward the water's edge. With each step out to sea, my footprints sink further and further into the sandbar. My feet create ripples every time a new step is taken. The moon is still out and comes and goes between the clouds. It hovers in the clouds with a soft brightness that only nocturnal creatures understand. Between the mist, the voice, and my desire to heed the message of the song, something or someone stops me from proceeding into the blackness of my destiny.
A hand touches my shoulder. A large hand that can't belong to Brianna. The hand is firm, and strong clearly attached to a male member of the human species.
"Where are you going? I wouldn't follow the voices tonight, lass. The fog is no place for a nice girl like you," I recognize the voice and turn around.
That's when I see Aiden's eyes as blue as they were the day we met on the beach. But why is he out here and topless no less? Not that I mind the view before my eyes, he's beautiful to look at but I don't know him well enough to continue my evaluation of his physique. I take my eyes off his six-pack and focus on the blueness of his eyes. There is a slight yellow within his eyes but that fades when the clouds cover the moon. They return to their full dark blue color.
By now it must be four in the morning. I'm a little creeped out that Aiden is out here and followed me into the water. But he did mention the voices. Perhaps he knows who or what those things are. That's something to ask for another time. At this moment, I need to get to the bottom of why he is here in the first place and I must figure out what his intentions truly are. Does he mean to hurt me? Does he mean to have his way with me? Or was he simply awake and happened to live nearby?
"Aiden, I appreciate your warning. But I must ask you, why the hell are you out here? Are you following me?" I cross my arms and brush his sturdy hands off my shoulder.
"No, I usually want to be alone at night during a moon like this one. I was out wandering around minding my own business when I heard a voice on the water. I thought a woman might be lost at sea and in need of my help. But then I found you wandering toward the ocean. That's when I heard the words of the voice. It would be best if you stayed away from the water. Something out there wants you, and it's best if you don't get involved."
Now I am really curious. He knows what's out there, otherwise, he wouldn't have stepped in to warn me. He would have let them, whoever they are, take me into the depths of the sea.
"What's down there anyway?" I turn around to face Aiden, as we both walk toward the shore. The waves move back and forth on the shoreline. An owl hoots nearby, reminding me it's still late.
"I'm not exactly sure what they're called. My people call them sea maids."
His long flowing hair is a wonderful site in the middle of the night. His looks are how lust stories evolve. Every mama cougar in her fifties would pay to have him be their swimming pool cleaner. His arms are toned and I catch myself checking out his physique once more. Something I shouldn't do during the aftermath of a previous breakup.
"You people? Do you mean your family? Why don't you just go back to them? Go home I mean. Instead of being out here in the middle of the night. Are you sure you aren't following me?"
I start to back up slowly but keep my body turned toward him so he won't start any funny business. I still don't know much about Aiden, other than his good looks.
"I am not following you, I assure you. My energy comes from the moon. I need to be out here every so often to get my fill of her beauty. And I can't go back...home. I can't return to my home, I mean."
He starts to look down and kicks the sand like he's avoiding embarrassment. I know how embarrassing families can be, before I lost mine they were always making fun of me. But now that they are lost, or possibly somewhere beyond the sea, I miss their quirks and sense of humor now more than ever.
"Why can't you go home? Don't know the way? I can give you a lift if you're lost." I signal him to follow me, I know it's early but if he needs a ride it's the least I can do for him saving me from the sea maids. Who knows what the voices out there really are?
"It's not that. I know the way home. I'm just not wanted there."
"Not wanted there? Just go home and tell them to get over themselves."
"It's not that simple. You see, I am banished. They banished me. My family is like a clan, and I broke a clan rule. And because of that, I am never allowed to come home."
The world has shifted and everything ironic has come to pass. His family is alive and doesn't want him. And my family is all dead or missing and I want them.
"That's insane. You can't banish family. Family forgives each other. My family is all dead or missing, at least yours is still breathing and I am going to return you to them. I can't help my family. But I can help you get back to yours."
Aiden's eyes shift from his kicking feet to mine. Those dark blue eyes capture me in a way my ex's eyes never did. And that's enough of a thought to force my knees to buckle and my outer klutz to surface as I shuffle through the sand toward my beach house.
"There's no need for any of this. I shouldn't have said anything. You were just so curious, I wanted to answer your question. I didn't intend for you to feel obligated to intervene on my behalf. I'm a big boy I can handle myself. But I appreciate the gesture, and your willingness to help a stranger."
Aiden doesn't get it. What he has is what I want. A family alive somewhere in the world, with a known address and location. Helping him return to his clan and helping him apologize for whatever it is he has done, I am sure that will be rewarding in the end.
"Before I help you, I need to know what great evil deed you did to your family."
He follows me up the rocky trail toward the back gate near the garden. Perhaps I will make him a scrambled egg breakfast, my grandfather and father both agreed that a man can never turn down protein when offered.
"I'm afraid I can't tell you that. We hardly know each other and it would make you think ill of me, I can assure you of that."
I think of all the great evil deeds a man like him is capable of performing and I can imagine quite a lot.
"Did you murder, rape, or steal something?"
"What? No." Aiden's quick response reveals a great deal about him, he is at least quick to defend himself and he must be a decent person if he didn't do any of the heinous acts I mentioned.
"Then how bad can it be?"
"Well, alright. I fell in love...with someone I wasn't supposed to."
The thought of Aiden having a big heart causes me to look into those deep dark blue eyes of his. Whoever she is she's a fool to turn him down, or maybe he was dumped like me.
"And what happened?"
"I got banished for falling in love with my eldest brother's fiance. In my clan, that's a big deal. My brother is destined to become the next chieftain, if you will, of the Atkinson family clan. My brother, Kalbert, found his fiance kissing me in the hanging gardens. They banished me for kissing the woman I love. All I was doing was ending our fling, and wishing her well. I was trying to let her go, but in the end, I am the one who gets banished. So now, my beautiful Ava has to live among the nuns and isn't allowed to marry and my brother has married some other woman. After the wedding, my brother, Kalbert became the Chief. He banished me to live out my days among the humans. I mean to live with other humans."
His story is long and one he's obviously needed to share for a while. I am not sure how I will explain to Brianna why Aiden is at our house, shirtless, or with a scrambled egg breakfast. But it's been an interesting day so far and anything and everything is possible at this point.
I still wonder though what he meant by being forced to live among humans. There's more to Aiden than meets the eye, but the one way to know is to calm him down and offer him food.
"Thanks for sharing your story with me. I think it's noble you loved someone and they loved you back. In fact, I'm a bit jealous you have that. I just got dumped by my ex this week, so at least you know you had someone, I never really did."
Why is it so easy to tell Aiden about everything? I am assuming he feels the same way. Despite my dragging the story out of him, he still opened up to me.
"Enough about me. How does breakfast sound? I can make eggs and sausage," I suggest.
A large smile lingers on his face as he licks his lips. He pats his stomach and mulls it over.
"Breakfast would be great." I let Aiden settle himself into the kitchen as I prepare breakfast. The smell of meat cooking wakes Brianna up, she shuffles her feet into the kitchen and startles Aiden with one loud question.
"What the hell is he doing here?"
"Hello, Kayla," a guard knocks on my prison cell. There is no sense in trying to convince anyone down here that werewolves aren't so bad. I've only ever met Aiden and he's nice to me. But what about the other werewolves? Perhaps there is a nastiness about them. Perhaps they are evil and Aiden is the exception to kindness. He was banished after all and in my book that is not a kind act. In fact it is quite the opposite. His family has hurt him just as mine as hurt me. He was banished and I was deceived. I hope Aiden finds me before these wretched mermaids force my hand to marry their king. There's nothing sexually appealing to me about sirens. Squid tentacles and fish faces don't do it for me. King Caspian has the largest beard of them all. He has a long flowing purple octopus beard with kelp like mustaches to match. My lungs have gill slits by my rib cage. It's disturbing to watch myself breathe and watch those gills shake as I inhale and exhale the water."Hello, have you come to
My nap is long and the dreams I had were of Kayla and I being together forever as vampires. Could I really give up a piece of my identity for a woman? Is it possible for me to surrender a piece of myself for the betterment of someone else? If you love someone you are willing to sacrifice anything and everything for that person. That's what the werewolves believe. Werewolves are loyal to their lovers. They mate for life, unless banishment sets in. That happened to me and I never thought I'd love again. But somehow I miraculously did. For Kayla, I would give up my werewolf life and become a vampire. We can't be together as sirens and wolves, but as vampires we could be the same. One flesh and one blood molded and changed by the vampire's magic. One bite and we really could be together forever. "Aiden, are you in here?" Ethan says as he rises from his coffin. "Yes, what?" I ask half asleep. My voice cracks like a thirteen year old human kid. Brianna chuckles at the sounds I make. I al
I wake up and remember I'm in Venice. For Kayla's sake this needs to be a quick trip. A quick change in plans. Anything to help pass the time. I want to get to the moment where she's in my arms and where I'm loving her and she's loving me. I don't care if she's a siren. I don't care what I don't know about her. She had every reason to keep the sirens and her story away from me. She must have known something about her past. She must have known that her family is what they are, maybe she didn't know what they were. I suppose not, given that she looked for them frequently with a boat. If my family had all died on the water I would have looked for them too. But her family straight up lied to her and let her go on believing they were all dead. That was cruel. That was heartless. For that she will never forgive them. "Aiden, are you hungry?" A rather happy looking Ethan says while holding Brianna's hand. "No, not really. But I should eat something. What do you have?" "Eggs? We have loa
"Aiden you ninny. You fiend. You jerk. You pushed her off a cliff at Siren's Point. What were you thinking? Oh wait, let me guess you weren't thinking because the werewolf blood got the better of you?" Brianna shakes her fingers at me with an accusation that is both admirable and terrifying. Her goth attire is different from Kayla's. Kayla is feminine where Brianna is dark."Brianna, don't pin this on me. You weren't there. We all agreed I would transform on that island, so I wouldn't harm either of you. I'm not your enemy here. She must have followed me that night. You know I love Kayla, and I'm as determined to get her back as you are. It's out of my hands now."Brianna puts her hands up in surrender. She knows I am in love with Kayla. There can't be a doubt in her mind that I mean to do right by her. I love her more than I have ever loved anyone. More than I've loved anything. Only my previous fling comes to mind. But in order to heal the werewolf pack, I need to look beyond it. I
"Where's Kayla?" Brianna has left for work and apparently didn't bother looking for her obviously missing friend. Brianna can be so dense sometimes, how has Kayla lasted this long? It's a miracle she's survived. The girl could have been raped or murdered and Brianna might not have even noticed. Note to self when the timing is right sign Brianna up for self-defense classes. I check each room in the house and Kayla is nowhere to be found. "Kayla? Kayla?" Panic sets in as my hands shake beside my stomach. Something must have happened between the time we watched those weird Tim Burton movies and the time my eyes opened. My wolf instincts kick in and a newfound power tingles throughout my fingertips and feels like tiny pulses. The power I had longed to acquire is beginning to develop within my gut. The trigger is Kayla's disappearance. My werewolf senses are heightened more than usual. My strength is within me and my blood feels like the full moon has risen. The sun is up and it's an
It's four in the morning and as usual, I have to go to the bathroom. Unfortunately for me, I am creeped out by the sirens singing on the water. Should I get into my car to get away from them, surely they are here for me. I'm not ready to leave Aiden or Brianna. In our own weird and strange way we are a family, and families stick together. Nothing within me wants to be their siren princess. I'm sure that's the only reason they want me. The king didn't appear to have any heirs when I visited him. Perhaps he has named me his successor. That is a role I don't want if it were ever offered to me. Imagine me being the princess of a foreign kingdom under the water. I wouldn't know the rules or culture down there. That's it I am grabbing my keys. As I grab my keys, Grandpa Jerry storms into the house. His guards are still with him. He must be important to the king if they have a need to drag my ass back down to the bottom of the sea. What role my grandfather plays down there I want no part i