Claimed by My Enemy Alpha Mate
Cecilia’s POV
The river, which had been flowing peacefully in the darkness, suddenly started bubbling on the surface. “Pop, pop—” “Pop, pop—” “Pop, pop—” As the first bubble burst, more followed, and soon dozens of little fish with glowing red bodies emerged from the water. They circled around the small wooden boat, leaving red ripples in the deep green waters.
The fish kept a cautious distance but would occasionally brush against the boat, like butterflies fluttering around a flower.