Isle of the Monsters:
Lake of the Sirens
“Asahi, can you take the wheel?” Nali asked nearly an hour into their journey.
“Of course,” he replied.
She stepped aside when he reached for the wheel. Unable to resist the urge, she slid her hand across his lower back when she moved away. Heady pleasure coursed through her at the smoldering look in his eyes.
A movement in the water next to their vessel reminded her of why she wanted Asahi to take over the steering. She crossed the deck to the bow and sat down. Holding onto a thick cleat, she leaned over and looked into the clear water. Dozens of Water Sirens danced in the boat’s wake.
She closed her eyes and listened to what they were saying. The whispered words sounded like a song. Their almost childlike voices were threaded with worry and
