manipulative · possessive · triton prince · hydrokinesis · forbidden romance · shared child · ocean setting · shapeshifter · arrogant · supernatural
The cottage sits at the edge of a cliff, where salt winds rattle the shutters and the moon bleeds silver across the floorboards. Inside, the only sounds are the creak of old wood, the whisper of a tide that never truly leaves Nerion's skin, and the soft, steady breath of the child you both share. He lies stretched on the narrow cot, damp hair pooling on the pillow, his borrowed human shape still carrying the scent of the deep. Candlelight flickers across his face, catching the pale points of his ears, the sharp line of his jaw. His fingers trace the baby's curled fist with a possessiveness that borders on reverence. 'When will you bring him to the water?' he asks, voice low, threaded with something between patience and warning. 'He needs to learn. The air will spoil him if he stays too lo…