Polar Fates Page 13
He smiled and tapped a finger to his forehead. "We don't need human toys to talk to each other.."
"Ohhhhhh. That's what we do, but only underwater."
"Underwater? You're a mermaid? A selkie?"
She shuddered at the insult and instinctively grabbed his throat, letting her nails grow as a statement. "Never call me a selkie if you want to live."
Instead of being afraid, he looked at her in fascination. "Interesting," he murmured. "A kelpie." He stared at her hair until she followed his glance and sighed in frustration. It had turned green. Again. She really needed to work on her self-control.
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