Page 78 of Anchored to the Storm

But it wasn’t the only change.

I no longer felt her tail along my legs.

Ever so slowly, I lifted my head and peered down at the beautiful creature on top of me. My mind was prepared, or so it believed, but all thought fizzled out when seeing the sweetest little set of toes sticking out of the water.

And then soft, toned thighs pressed against me. A sweet, tempting core nuzzled against my crotch.

Fuck.

I was undone.

My mermaid… now had legs.

West Eight

Sarah

He is life. . . for us. . .

It was very challenging to describe what it was like being paranormally linked with Johnny, and then also linked with the mystical creature he adored. All I can do is explain the glimpses shown to me. And somehow I also came to feel some of what they felt. In all the Universe chose to reveal to me, I learned of a love story that knew no bounds. That could never be contained, no matter how many waves of life or miles came between them.

Why did their connection to us grow while we slept? Maybe without our human thoughts owning our minds, there was space for this progression. The glimpses into other lives strengthened, especially emotionally. While I slept, I was shown glimpses from another’s point of view, reliving their experiences…

The sun broke through to reveal the atrocity: my family, my sea folk, had been decimated. Their blood became part of the water, all with messages, but it was all so overwhelming that my shattered heart couldn’t hear all they needed me to know.

Then, I heard the bellow of a human father screaming out for his son. “Maaaaddoooooox!”

The mystical swimmer knew this was Lennox Gentry. The son of River Styx.

A splash in the water had me swimming as fast as I could, hoping there was something to salvage. That is when I saw the precious boy, injured, reaching out for the yellow material Lennox wore when on his two-wheeled vehicle. When he did this, my family’s blood recognized him and rushed to his wound, wanting to bind with him so they could communicate with my youth. But everything we were is what caused the explosion…

I couldn’t let that happen to such pure innocence. So, I wrapped his finger with his father’s material so they couldn’t invade…

When I was young, I hadn’t learned all the knowledge yet. It took time, maturity, and inner strength to handle the power… Yet when I held his hand to swim him to the surface, my family was already at work. The source reached out to me. As I swam toward the air this boy needed, I felt him. His young self, his older self, and the being who would love me beyond the end of time on earth.

I sat up, holding my aching chest. “Johnny,” I cried, because I understood being young and not ready for life’s lessons. Peering around my bedroom, I understood being an orphan.

Tears dripped down my face as I realized the connection. Every person whom Johnny blessed with a blood oath was literally the same. All without blood family, all at the mercy of destiny.

I held up my palm that had healed perfectly. “Until now.”

Getting out of bed, I scrambled to slip on sneakers. Then I ran, as quietly as always, to the back door of the house. After disarming the security system, I went to one of my favorite people in the world.

My knees buckled at his grave. “Caleb,” I cried, my hands catching me before I crumbled fully. “We’re still connected.” In gratitude, I clutched my hands together at my chest. “I feel you now.” I closed my eyes and faced the dark sky. “I thought I’d lost you.” Tears dripped down my neck. “You will always love me, beyond your time on this earth.”

Crying relieved tears helped. Like the dancing water stars.

I inhaled deeply. “Tears are meant to cleanse.”

I pressed a kiss to my fingertips, then sent them into the sky. “Thank you, Caleb.”

Hoping I would feel Blue like this someday, I felt thankful for the visit that night.

Now it was time for more revelations.

I heard the door crack open and was stunned to see Sebastian fully dressed in black clothing, sneaking out of the house. Not seeing me, he closed the door, then jogged toward the front of the house with a set of keys in his hand.

What is a friend to do other than follow? So, I did.