Dr. Clay Grayson believes he may have found his mate, yet the Merman’s entire world comes to a standstill at the knowledge she is human.
Alwen is ecstatic when her father’s doctor, and her fantasies’ leading man, finally asks her out. However while the chemistry between them is undeniable, there is something strange about Clay that she can’t quite put her finger on.
Alone with Alwen, Clay confirms that she is, in fact, his mate. Overcome with the feeling of knowing how lucky he is to have found his mate when so many Merpeople don’t, he takes no chances and claims her, binding them together.
When Alwen learns what Clay is, will she accept him and forgive his rash action of mating her without her permission?
Alwen screamed as Clay’s image warped and changed. His hair turned a light blue and grew to shoulder length, his brown eyes became dark, his skin shone almost sparkling, and as she looked down scrambling to get away she saw his feet were gone and in their place was a blue mermaid fin.
“Oh My God. You’re a Mermaid.”
“Merman,” he corrected in a voice so silky smooth it almost had her moving closer to him.
“Holy crap, I just had amazing sex with a Merman.” She gazed at him unsure of what her next move should be. She wanted to run, but for some reason she was stuck in place staring in fascination. Clay was even more gorgeous if at all possible in this form. “Why did you change? What was that white light?”
“Come closer, mate, and I will tell you all.”
Alwen took a step taken in by his voice, only to stop and glare at him. “I’m totally freaking out right now, and I want to run, but I can’t. I can’t leave you. I don’t want to. What the hell have you done?” She placed her hands on her hips and glared at the mythical creature.
“I cannot use my voice on you as you are my mate. No Merman or maid will be able to seduce you into anything with their siren voice. You cannot leave right now because it is part of the mate bond. It is an invisible thread, an insurance for us otherworldly creatures so our mate can’t run and leave us within the first couple of months. You are bound to give us a chance. The white light was our souls joining to become whole. You, Alwen Gleemen, are my mate. The other half of my soul. The woman I can spend the rest of my life with. The woman who can give me children and a family of my own.”