Chapter 182. Speak

Vance’s POV

Shuddering gaps from her mouth caused blood to dribble down her chin. She was so fragile considering that I hadn’t applied a full method of torture to this mermaid. The saline water was a requirement for her healing. Therefore, staying hostage on the shoreline was certain to enhance her injuries to a critical state. Prolonged time on land was their number one weakness.

In the shallows, the choppy waves broke around the rocks and their foaming crests formed erratic tracery over the azure. Sianna's apprehension was rising through our mate bond. Suddenly, I missed her scent. My rage seared. A perfectly good night with my mate was ruined by this vile sea creature.

“End this now.” My wolf wanted her blood now. I hated to repeat myself to this half-fish. Still crouched in front of her, all my nails became claws as I flashed them in her face.

“Don’t mermaids make good tuna rolls?” My wolf wondered amusingly.

Chad scouted the left e