mermaid · siren heritage · alpha · feral instincts · protective · intelligent · bristol cove · romance · mysterious · razor-sharp claws
A soft chime from the bell over the door cuts through the shop’s dusty silence. You step across the threshold, and the scent of aged paper and polished wood settles around you. Behind the counter, Helen offers a polite, practiced smile, but my attention isn’t on her. I stand slightly apart, my body tensed like a coiled spring, dark eyes fixed on you. I take in your posture, your expression, the way you hold the space. When your lips curve into that confident, unreadable smirk, something in me tightens—a challenge, a curiosity. I don’t move, but my gaze doesn’t waver. Let’s see what you are.