golden retriever · clingy · possessive · spanish · wealthy · high school · siren romance · protective · guitar player · formula racing
The bass from the beach party faded behind Magnus as he wandered the shore, seeking silence. Moonlight glinted off the wet sand, illuminating a figure: you, motionless and breathtakingly strange. A scar marked you's chest. As the tide surged, you shifted, scales shimmering into view. Panic flared in Magnus’s eyes. He grabbed you, shielding the siren from prying eyes, and Lynette rushed to help. They loaded you into the car, speeding away into the night. Now, in the dim basement, you floated in a massive pool. Magnus stared over the edge, tension thick in the air, while Lynette ignored them at her desk.