The Mermaid and Her Lycan

The cafes were treasure troves, as infinitely full of life as spring basins, where in the realm

of the sirens, they said, were poured with the same serpentine tears of the Goddess Isis,

and of which Mary Magdalene had drunk. Maria always was a mermaid different from her

sisters, she used to collect ancient books when she visited the world of humans, and she

walked the streets looking for bookstores as if it were of vital importance. She used to look

for those with indelible ink to continue reading once she could leave them at a rented

house near the beach, where Deisy used to go only to read and lie down on the bed.

She, like her sisters, was wealthy, born into a privileged family, her mother a direct

descendant of the royal mermaid family owned large territories, castles, and mansions under

the sea and also in various cities on the surface, and her father, who was a professional

swimmer in the human world, had accumulated a great fortune. Deisy and her sisters enjoyed

living in the depths, but sometimes Deisy longed to discover what it would feel like to live in

the human world and go with her legs everywhere.

Deisy started distance education at the University last summer, her need to be close to

knowledge and history books made her study Art History. Her sister Seila did not go to the

University, she was a professional stylist in the mermaid world, admired and known for her

stylish and chic makeups she made for the upper class mermaids. Yryhnna, our oldest sister,

was married to Alan, a merman and guardian of the forbidden realm of the Dark Waters, as a

guardian he was doing quite well and they had acquired new possessions near the Greek

Islands, I understood soon Yryhnna and Alan would move far away, as soon as he was assigned

as the guardian of the sea in another location.

I hurried to take the eyeliner and do an Egyptian eyeliner on my eyes, while Yryhnna's

melodious voice, amidst laughter, called me, urging me to hurry. She was dressed in a bright

red crop top that highlighted her white skin and contrasted with her ruby red lips and blue

eyes, her long black hair fell straight to her hips. Yryhnna was without a doubt the most

beautiful mermaid I had ever seen, she was 30 years old, but everyone believed she was less

than 20. Something we sirens possess in longevity, our bodies produce collagen and

glutathione in inhuman amounts, so it takes centuries for the passage of time to show, even

my mother looked like our older sister.

• Hurry little flower - she told me with a laugh - Or you'll arrive when all the boys are taken

• Is that the most fun part of the party? - I asked, changing my coral bra for a coral crop top,

which highlighted the shape of my breasts, and fell in a cascade of small, shiny pearls that

covered my entire back, ribs, and navel. I took a black leather skirt and kept it in my bag

because when we transformed, I would need to wear it.

• Maybe it's the most fun if you're looking for quick sx - she said, winking at me

• Yryhnna! - I shouted, narrowing my eyes and sticking my tongue out

• Come on, we all know that men after a few drinks just want to get it on, humans and

mermaids, they're all pretty basic in that regard - she explained with her sweet voice taking on

a tone of resignation.

We swam out of our house, surrounded by corals and a beautiful garden full of starfish, we

found Seila in a cave among the rocks, towards the surface, a place where the clear and shiny

water fell down like a waterfall, swimming through the waterfall with the current you reached

a pool where the ocean water was trapped in small basins, the water was bright and clear, like

the pearls adorning my crop top. Seila, in her human form, with two long and slender legs and

a satin blue dress that fit perfectly on her body, was doing the makeup of a client, while

another waited to get waves in her hair.

• I said I would come home after work - Seila inquired, raising an eyebrow slightly, seeing her

sisters come out of the sea and walk towards her with two bare legs.

• This place is amazing - Yryhnna said, ignoring her sister and lying down in a hammock held

between two palm trees.

• We were ready and you know Yryhnna loves coming to the reef to watch you work.

• She really loves the reef because Yryhnna is a romantic, she probably secretly dreams of

moving with Alan to a place like this - Seila said, finishing a shadow game on her client's

eyelids. As I looked at the makeup, I had to take a deep breath. My sister was a really talented

artist. Her makeup was truly magical, on her eyelids, two sunflowers seemed to slowly turn

when the mermaid looked up, and the honey color of her eyes shone intensely when she

stared at you thanks to a copper color that contrasted with her white skin and highlighted her

gaze. But the most fascinating were the lips, it seemed as if I was staring at the calm waves of

the sea swaying in her lipstick, her lip makeup was not thick, but it gave her lips a feeling of

depth and an effect of ocean water within the frame of her mouth, it was amazing, the lipstick

was light pink, so I observed a pink and calm ocean that spread finely in two curtains when she

opened her lips to give a smile.

• I love it Seila! You're the best!

• I'm glad you like it Eleonor…now go and have fun with your husband.

We said goodbye to Eleonor and dove into the water, Seila was wearing a blue dress but as

soon as she entered the water, her turquoise blue mermaid tail grew beneath the dress.

Yryhnna and I followed her, we were naked with our white pants and underwear in my bag.

Yryhnna transformed her legs into a shiny ruby red fish tail, and my human legs took the form

of a bright orange tail.

We arrived at the beach party, we all had long, loose hair and looked completely beautiful

• Do you think we are the only ones at the party? - Seila asked as soon as we surfaced, our

eyes fixed on the horizon and half of our faces still submerged in the sea, swimming in this

way was safer to hide our identity.

• There are probably more girls

• But the only ones of our kind... - Seila began to say - Yryhnna and I exchanged glances, we

knew what Seila was referring to.

In addition to the half-fish sirens who transformed into humans, like us, there were the Syren.

They were relatives of our species but different in our moral values and ways of life, the Syren

fed on human flesh, especially that of men. They transformed into half-human, half-birds

when they had to attack their prey. We could only transform into humans, but our nature

would always be that of a mermaid with a fish tail. If we had any Syren blood relative in our

lineage, we would probably have the power to transform into monstrous birds, and the

instinct to hunt men, fortunately our lineage was pure, my entire family and kingdom

belonged to the sirens.

• We haven't seen a Syren in a long time - Yryhnna said, shrugging

• Not since our trip to the French coast... - she added these last words, and her voice trembled

slightly, my legs went cold as I remembered our experience on the French coast. The Syren

kidnapped Yryhnna, as they wanted to turn her into one of them. Her boyfriend Alan arrived

with my father and the French mermaid guard, in time, before the transformation could occur.

I took my sister's hand and squeezed it tightly, her bright blue eyes looked at me sweetly, and

she gave me a bright smile on her ruby lips. Yryhnna would always be the most beautiful of all,

but her beauty also made her the most vulnerable.

• We'll be fine tonight - Yryhnna assured, and her face took on a defiant, stern, protective

expression.

As we left the sea, we walked naked for a couple more leagues and took out the black leather

skirt and white pants from Yryhnna to dress, they were dry, only our hair and bras were wet,

these bags were truly magical and you could keep any belongings you wished to keep dry in

them once you surfaced. We walked naked, being careful not to be seen by any curious people

on the beach. The naked body was the most beautiful thing a woman could have, but humans

were modest and only showed their naked bodies to their partner. It was like a game, if you

saw a naked girl, it was like winning the lottery when you were human.

Seila was the only one who wore her wet dress and no underwear, but she didn't seem to

care. She moved delightedly with the attention she received, and all eyes were on her

backside and the wet dress clinging to her silhouette, her long, brown hair fell dampened

behind her back. She walked ahead, and as we arrived at the party, we could follow her

through the crowd. I was sure she was leading us to the bar to order our first cocktails, and

when I saw her smiling mischievously at the bartender, I knew I was right.