Chapter 131

At that moment, Elara still hadn't figured out what the merman meant by "reward". The merman cupped her face. She stared into his silver eyes that sucked her in like a whirlpool. Her mind instantly went blank. Like a ragdoll, she went limp, and her eyes became vacant. She picked up a whiff of that tantalizing, fragrant blood of his. His blood felt like a mysterious treasure hidden away in the mountains. The merman lifted his hand and showed her the scrape on his palm. She followed her instincts and inched closer to where it was bleeding. He held her on one shoulder and pulled her closer. By now, she had grabbed his bleeding hand and leaned in closer. Her cool strands of hair brushed against him. He could see nothing but the soft crown of her head. The merman stopped and deliberately closed the distance. He gently rested his free hand on the back of her head, smoothing her hair with a light touch. "Take your time. No rush." The merman's blood was unbearably sweet for Elara,