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"Her immune system is weakening. The Siren's Affliction will progress faster. You must be more vigilant. Remove all hard surfaces from your home." Liam's eyes grew wet. "I understand." The doctor's words only solidified his decision. The moment the door closed, he called his assistant. "Get Isla enrolled at the Institut Alpin in Switzerland. Money is no object. Handle her transfer and enrollment immediately." He turned to a dazed Elara and pulled her into a gentle hug. "It's alright, my little siren. She'll be gone. You'll never have to see her again." Elara looked up, a strange emptiness in her gaze. "Good."

she teased. Thea rolled her eyes. “How many times Penny, please don’t call me that!” “What? Thelxiepeia? It is your name after all,” she shrugged. The only thing Penny enjoyed more than feeding was, annoying her sisters. “That’s not been my name for over a millennium and you know it, Parthenope,” Thea narrowed her eyes and a sly smile grew on her face. Penny flinched, “Ughh, there is just nothing sexy about that name at all,” she grunted.

Alice had been at this for hours, her laptop open, tabs upon tabs of names from every culture, every language, every possible origin. "Okay, hear me out," she said, her eyes sparkling with that mischievous light I'd learned to love. "Ocean." I stared at her. "Ocean." "Yes. For a boy. Ocean Bennett-Hill." "Ocean." "You're repeating me. That means you're considering it." "I'm repeating you because I'm trying to understand if you're serious or if this is some kind of test." She laughed, that sound that made the rain outside seem irrelevant. "Okay, fine. What do you suggest? Let me guess—John? William? Something that sounds like it belongs in a history book?"

“That reminds me… we need a name. We’re building more than a pack, we’re building a kingdom. Should we call it Seralyn? Or something else?” Suggestions came flying from every direction. “Moonvale!” someone shouted. “Whitefang Keep!” yelled another. “Daeira’s Den!” Tarin heckled, earning a round of laughter and my tomato-red blush. I rolled my eyes but grinned. “Real funny, Tarin.” Riven leaned close, smirking. “I like Daeira’s Den. Sounds sexy.” Kael snorted, deadpan as always. “Sounds like a bar.” Auren, wide eyed, chimed in. “What about Seralyn though? It feels… right. Like it belongs to all of us, not just one person.”

Then I type two words. Elias Arden. I click search.

Or at least in my imagination that is the way it happens. "That's a great idea. It's a plan then. What's the name of the prison?" "Siren's Point," Brianna says. I look at Aiden and he looks at me. All I can think about are the voices of sirens carrying me away toward the depths of Poseidon's sea. King Caspian if he's real will want to know soon if I want to join his league of sea maids. But the more I look at Aiden, and the more I think about what I am rumored to be the scary my feelings become. I have no reason to believe the sirens of course. They could be making up the entire story just to enchant me into my death.

“We ought to brainstorm some options. Do you have any ideas for a name that would fit me well?” “I-I…t. It… should s-s-st…tart with the letter S-S, mommy, o…or it should b-be… c-c-close to my new name… s-so… w-we’re… the… the s-same.” Brianna stammered yet full of joy. “Start with the letter S that’s close to your new name?” Nathalie mused thoughtfully. “Sapphire… Sa... Sharon?” Brianna shook her head. “No? What about... With... Shanon?”

Sre breathed out, "Decided on a name Yet?" Dinah's golden features took on a thoughtful expression, "We actually haven't settled on one but I'm thinking Iris. If it's a girl, of course". Dronian tried not to sound breathless, "You can consider Ace if it's a boy" She was rewarded with a smile, "I like Ace, thank you. And you look like you're about to collapse" Sreya attempted to smile so she didn't give the additional nearly hundred eyeballs watching them something to gossip about. "I didn't know this much people will be here"

I decided to start a small chitchat with my mate to get my mind off the pain. “Have you finally come up with names for our boys? “ I queried. “Yeah, I have a few names in mind. The guys helped me out .” “ Shoot.” I panted out. “ Zane thinks we should call them Zahim and Ryker. Theo suggested Zaim and Rowan. Alaric, Zavier, and Zeke.” “ You, what do you want us to call our pups?” He breathed out. “ I want each one of them to have our first names. So Zayden and Ryder. What do you think “, Zander's brow shot up, questioning.