She shifted almost as soon as her body hit the water. Rónán wanted to have their lesson outside of the swimming pool, but Macey ignored him, the pull of the water too much to resist. Her human mind told her that it was wrong, that she usually had more control, but the kelpie side whinnied happily and dived to the bottom of the pool. Macey missed the loch she’d grown up in, its various shades of green, the kelp at the bottom that would gently tickle her scales when she swam through it, the delicate warmth of the sun rays breaking through the surface. Maybe they could put in a little stopover at the loch. Her father may not even know that her brothers were imprisoned… although no, Nessie would have told them. Nessie. Macey growled at the thought of her aunt who might be more than just tha

