The Nordic Wolves - A Mermaids Tail

Chloe's POV

"Mate." I heard this tall dark God of a man declare as I walked towards my best friend. My eyes bugged out at the t-shirt that was pulled so tightly across his muscles that it looked like it had been painted on.

"My Beloved," I mutter in shock. Suddenly there is a presence in my head that wasn't there before. It seemed to fill the bit in my mind and heart that always seemed to feel empty.

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My father is a dick. An absolute Dick, I hated him with all of my being. He was nothing to me and if it wasn't for the fact my mother couldn't let him go, I wouldn't have anything to do with the complete shit head. I couldn't believe what he had done to my mother this time. I was a full-grown bloody adult, and I didn't give a shit about him. I just wanted him to leave us both alone. I didn't even live at home anymore. My mother lives in the Shetland Islands, and I lived and worked in Yorkshire. 

So I should tell you who I am. My name is Chloe Elizabeth Burbridge. I am a mermaid, without a mermaid. Yes, you heard me right. My father is one of King Tritons' top advisors, he had slept with my mother, a human, and impregnated her with little old me. He didn't want me, I was a half-breed, a hybrid, a mistake. He didn't even call me by my name, he referred to me as "the mistake". He only came back every few years to see if my mermaid had come forth. She hadn't and she never would, I was a hybrid, half-human. in his eyes, I was an abomination that shouldn't exist. He had told mother he wanted nothing to do with me, but if my mermaid came forward he would have to inform the King, which he would prefer not to do if he could avoid it. Mother had called me in tears, telling me he was fuming that she had let me move to Yorkshire, not that it had anything to do with that fuckwit in the slightest. I had moved here four years ago when I was offered the position of head of research, I had dragged my best friend with me. I had met Kari at a conference I was giving a talk at, I had helped her to finish her doctorate and then taken her on as a member of staff where I worked, but when I got this job, I had informed them I wouldn't accept it without a position for Kari.

For some reason, I had always been drawn to protect her and I didn't quite understand why. She was a lovely girl, who had lost both her mother and father at a young age, so I could relate with her in a way. Her father had just upped and left one day, without a word, her mother had been so heartbroken she had killed herself three years later and left herself for Kari to find her, she was eight. Okay, my Asshole of a father is still alive, but he is pretty much dead to me and he always will be. He is the only person I would ever wish death on.

I'm a single 32-year-old and I live alone, I have had relationships with men but very few have lasted long, for some reason, none of them quite fill the thirst that is in me. I think that has something to do with my mermaid side. I may not have a mermaid, but I do have some attributes of one, such as the need to find and reproduce with a special someone, and the fact I can sing like a Goddess, I am a killer at Karaoke and I was a swimming champion during my school days.

Kari doesn't know I am half mermaid, unfortunately, because she is human, I am forbidden to tell her, which is annoying because she is my best friend, and I want to tell her. But that will all soon change, much to my surprise. But I am getting ahead of myself. Kari had helped me through a lot of my father issues over the years, listened to me shout and scream about how much of a waste of space he was, and didn't pity me, she just listened and let me get it out before giving me a bit of intelligent wisdom to make me feel better that only she ever could.

My mother had called me later this morning to inform me that my father wanted to see me. He had told my mother that if I didn't come home he would never see her again, which to me was perfect, him being out of our lives would be a dream come true, but for some reason, my mother was attached to him. I couldn't do that to her, that wouldn't be fair. But I would be telling my father what I thought of him. I told myself this every time, but I never did, there was something inside of me that always made me back down and look up to him like he was a God or something, but he wasn't all he was, was an advisor to King Triton, and a low-level advisor at that. He was nothing special, in fact, he was an utter Asshat, and the sooner I never had to speak to him again the better. For someone who wanted nothing to do with me, he wouldn't leave me the fuck alone.

What I didn't know, was I was something special, something that the King of the Sea, King Triton himself would become protective of, apparently, I was special, and I was going to need to be protected both above and below the sea. It's a good job that my best friend was the future Queen of the Werewolf Kingdom and a direct descendent of the Moon Goddess Selene herself. Her help and her connections were going to be something I would never forget as it was likely to save my life more than I could ever begin to realise.

The fact I was going to meet The Kings and Queens of every possible Supernatural Kingdom was not something I ever expected to happen, and I never expected I would be playing fetch with a three-headed dog who guarded the gates of hell and loved the King of werewolves more than his chew toys. My life was about to drastically change, and not all of it was going to be for the good. Thankfully most of it would be, and my father would be grovelling at my feet for my forgiveness. But would I give it to him or not? That is the question.