Siren's blood
Blood lust is the only thing the room could feel, one of those arrogant sirens his mate, how absurd, he feels no connection with any of them rather than wanting to tear them apart.
“Sirens?” Arnoux asks, bringing Dean’s anger and bloodlust down, “in land, I haven’t seen any since her majesty the siren queen died.”
“For good reasons, I think they should stay at sea,” Dean snorts, “they are savage creatures.”
“You really need to fix your darn attitude; your mate could be a siren.”
He sighs thinking about the possibilities of one of those sirens being his mate, if it is true, it better not be that Avisa girl, even her name makes his heartbeat fast, with anger he assumes.
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