The Merman, My Man novel Chapter 90

The Merman, My Man by Black Velvet Chapter 90

I sensed Dicken heavily panting like he had rushed here after going through a battle of life and death. He was surrounded by an air of hostility as well as a strong scent of blood.

Dicken was injured, and it wasn’t just a scratch.

I could imagine winning a battle against such a ferocious pelican eel wouldn’t have been easy.

My eyes searched his body for wounds. I swear it wasn’t out of concern for him; it was just a habit of mine as a biologist. He seemed to have realized what I was trying to do and bent down, causing his long drenched hair to droop over me and block my line of sight.

In the darkness of the night, I felt something cold resting against my forehead — it was Dicken’s chin. With one claw supporting my neck, he pulled my head towards him and buried me into his broad chest.

Being this close to him, the metallic smell of blood became stronger.

“Dicken, where are your injuries?“ I couldn’t help but ask.

Dicken didn’t reply. His only response was a low growl coming from his chest. I wanted to question him further, but before I could, I heard a sharp neigh coming from somewhere not too far away.