‘Dicken! It’s Dicken! It has to be him!’ Although the call sounded like it came from far away and was only faintly discernable, it seemed to have reawakened my will to live. I kicked at the claws that were grabbing my legs and quickly made my way up to the surface. The moment I broke through the surface, I opened my mouth wide to take in a large gulp of air, then started coughing violently. When I pushed away my wet hair that had been blocking my vision, I saw numerous glowing orbs in the water. They were the eyes of the merpeople staring at me hungrily. I frantically waved my arms to feel around for a section of the cave wall that I could lean onto. When I finally found one, I leaned against it and held my breath in wait for their attack. But the merpeople didn’t attack me immediately. They looked like they were hesitating, like they were worried about something. They didn’t even surround me. They gulped restlessly then swam toward the hole I was almost dragged into. They look
"No!!!" I screamed in horror and began to reach out to the webbed claw trying to touch my lower body. I felt a sharp pain from my waist; fresh blood dripped down my waist drop by drop. The red merman uttered something in my ear that I couldn't understand. It sounded like a curse. I understood that as a warning. This merman was nothing like Dicken, and he did not care about my life at all. I was confident that he would rip me open and show it to Dicken if necessary. Next, I noticed a long and deep wound on the merman's surfaced tail. Most of the scales around the injury had fallen off, which caused the snowy-white muscles underneath the scales to be exposed. I bet he was wounded while fighting with Dicken earlier. He wanted revenge against Dicken, so he regarded me as Dicken's weakness. I gritted my teeth and tried to stop my body from shivering out of fear, but the pain in my back was severe. I could not move but stared as the red-haired merman tore my pants and caressed my thi
I was terrified and panicked by my thoughts. I couldn’t believe nor expect Dicken to care about me above his alpha position as a wild beast. After all, I am of a different species. When the red merman placed his webbed claws on my neck and licked my ears with his slippery tongue, I couldn’t help but burst out a few broken syllables from my throat, “Di–ck–en.” The red-haired merman stopped caressing and then uttered a few syllables that sounded like a sneer. He thrust his fishtail forward and inserted them directly between my legs. Then he began to imitate my voice and teased ironically, “Di…ck…en…”It was at that moment I realized how foolish I was. In desperation, I had forgotten the meaning of this moment. I unintentionally sounded like courtship to the mermen! F*ck!The red merman licked my face and neck in a more vigorous motion and started to move his webbed claws along my thighs to my sensitive parts. My body was instinctively irritated and disgusted by his actions. I mus
At first glance, Dickenlooked unconscious; his upper body was motionless. When I observed closely, I noticed Dicken’s arm was twitching from pain. I had no experience in bearing the pain of being torn apart or desquamating of scales, but the claws attacking Dicken also seemed to tug at my heart. The pain in my heart had taken over the injuries caused by the red-haired merman on my waist. Without further delay, I bent down on instinct, letting the webbed claws on my abdomen penetrate my flesh. I pulled out the dagger hidden in my boots and immediately pierced through the red-haired merman behind me violently. A sharp cry of distress broke out in my ears immediately. The webbed claws that were locking onto me were loosened. I fell into the water again, and a huge wave hit me after that. I was knocked directly against the hard rocks, and it made me dizzy for a moment. I saw Dicken’s fishtail swung out of the water and directly sweep the mermen above him into the water through my blu
I was slowly dragged out of the water, but a part of my heart seemed to be missing. I had to admit that my attention and hearing were still on Dicken, but I had to force myself not to look back at him. Dicken was on the winning side, and he had taken the absolute advantage. The red-haired merman and his entourage could no longer harm him. It wasn’t suitable for a human being like me to stay in the mermen community, and I couldn’t depend on Dicken to protect me at all times. Leaving was the logical and best decision. As soon as my upper body was out of the cave, I was carried by warm hands. When I looked up, I saw some familiar faces, and they were my university classmates! Besides Peter, my senior Jack, Jolin, and a few muscular men with weapons were there. I bet they were either soldiers or mercenaries. Seeing my classmates under such circumstances brought me to tears. They were my companions. They wouldn’t abandon me as Gary did. I composed myself to avoid breaking down in tea
"I don't know, I just can't remember a thing," Peter shook his head agonizingly and sighed, "But there's one thing I can be sure of. Laura did not want me to participate in the plan at all, and she was using me because she did not want me to be involved in anything related to the core secrets about the mermen. I suppose the answer lies on the island. I realized Laura stole my map when I woke up, including the copy was now gone. Luckily Jack managed to help me repair the data so that we could come here.I let out a sigh of relief, and my body began to relax. I sat down and shared what happened to Gary and me recently as much as I could. Of course, I left out the parts where Dicken appeared and mainly talked about the American soldiers attacking the ship disguised as pirates. After hearing what I said, Jolin, who had been silent for a long time, finally frowned and spoke, "If I am not wrong, this is indeed a military operation, but it is illegal."She looked at us. Mixed emotions app
My heart wrenched when I remembered the look in Dicken's eyes. I couldn't help but wonder if Dicken would come to me after he had killed the merman. Would he hide in the dark, watch me and wait for the opportunity to violate me like before. I subconsciously sat up and looked around nervously. Then, my gaze was attracted by the thick fog above the lake not far away. I wasn't sure if it was because I'd been thinking about Dicken. I felt a faint shadow in the thick dog, and I felt that it was Dicken!My heart sank as soon as the thought occupied my mind. I tried to convince myself I must have been wrong, but there was a soft prompting in my heart, 'That's him! It's Dicken!'I wanted to wake Jolin up, but my hand froze. An inexplicable urge filled my heart. I clenched my fist and secretly made up my mind. I had been worried about Dicken all this while. Despite knowing he was strong, I wished to see it with my own eyes. I needed to know if he injured himself in the violent fight becau
Dicken didn’t seem to notice my presence at all. His breathing was slow and long. His chest moved upwards and downwards regularly, his eyes were closed peacefully, shadows formed under his long eyelashes. The pale light of the lake reflected on his long black hair and pale skin. His body shape and muscle lines were visibly seen from the reflection. The combinations were as if a previous art collection was carved by god. But I knew exactly what was hidden within the body. It was the beast’s most primitive, wild, and untamed nature and the terrifying strength that no man could conquer. I couldn’t help keeping my gaze on his face. This evil beast looked less annoying and scary only when he was asleep. From a human perspective, I had to admit that this beast did have beautiful features and a distinctively handsome face, even though he exuded a warning message of “I am not a good man.” It was indeed an irresistibly handsome face. He would be the most appealing man on our campus. Eve