His Aquatic Romance

"Human?' The girl cocked her head the other way. I caught a glimpse of pink gills under her chin. 'My sisters told me stories of humans. They said they sometimes sing to them to lure them underwater.' She grinned, showing off her sharp needle-teeth. 'I've been practicing. Want to hear?" ~Julie Kagawa, The Iron King


8. Her Hostility

Roman's POV

"What the fuck happened?" Demanded Jasper.

I couldn't answer that myself, I have never seen anyone beat Lexy to her knees, and Calypso only just grabbed her by the arm. 

"Man... Your mate is something else...." I said, running my hand down my face.

"Is it true? Is she really your mate?" Lexy asked.

"Yes. It is true and I would appreciate it if you would stop showing her hostility." Jasper said, crossing his legs.

We were all sitting on top of a building rooftop, enjoying the summer sunset and the breeze that came with it. Before we left Calypso in the apartment, Jasper made sure she would be okay on her own for a while. 

"I won't accept her! She's not even a Harpy Jasper!" Yelled Lexy.

"Uh, yeah, she is. Her father is Harpy and her mother was a mermaid. She just doesn't know who her dad is." Jasper sternly replied.

"So... She's a half breed then," I asked.

"Yes," Jasper replied. 

"Lexy I'm only going to tell you this once, if you ever lay your hands on my mate, I will personally rip you apart," Jasper said, staring Lexy in the eyes. 

The breeze blowing around us suddenly turned from warm to cold, and the atmosphere seemed to freeze above us. I could feel the tension growing between Jasper and Lexy. 

"I have a boyfriend..." I said, trying to break the awkward silence. 

"Really? Who is the lucky bastard?" Jasper asked, looking away from Lexy.

"His name is Ethan, I met him at the nightclub we've been going to," I answered.

"Ah, I can't wait to meet the guy. Hopefully, he isn't a douche like your recent lover." Jasper replied, staring off at the distant. 

I smiled, patting Jasper's back, "Well, he isn't. He's a sweetheart." 

Jasper chuckled, standing up flexing his shoulders, "Well, I'm going to head back. I'll see you guys later."

I watched as Jasper's shirt ripped apart and behind his shoulder blades, two skin slots tore open, letting out a set of massive black feathery wings out. I haven't had the pleasure to see his wings in person, but I never thought that his wings would be so thick in size. With one swish of both of his wings, Jasper had been already been lifted into flight.

As I watched Jasper fly away from us, I couldn't help but think, "He surpassed his own Father." 

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