Nicholas, even with his eyes blazing with Alpha rage, had no other reaction while we remained in the water. He held onto me, kicking forward. I’m not sure how much help he was being with the strength of the merfolk tail driving most of our speed. But I imagined the exercise was still good for him.
Perhaps if he worked off some of his anger before we reached the boat, he wouldn’t be quite so dangerous once we were upon it.
During our journey, a feeling of safety slowly returned to me. Between the merfolk soldier and Nicholas, Ronan would never be able to reach me here.
When we finally reached the boat, Bridget had already been lifted up onto it.
“Tell that fishman to keep his hands to himself!” she snapped at the attendant on the boat trying to assist her.
Julian himself pushed her t
