Chapter 101: Date With Watery Destiny, Part Four
{Grace}
Grace realized she’d miscalculated right around the time the Tide flipped her onto her back.
[Well, damn. So much for my smooth seduction plan.]
The Tide loomed over her, no longer just a sexy water-lady but something bigger, wilder, scarier. Her elegant features twisted into this weird mix of horny and pissed-off, those star-filled eyes narrowing like a predator spotting prey.
"You think you can manipulate me?" The Tide’s voice boomed through the underwater chamber, making Grace’s bones vibrate. "Like you did before? With soft touches and empty promises?"
Grace tried to sit up, but tendrils of water slammed her arms and legs against the floor. Like being pinned by ice-cold ropes that could think for themselves.
"I wasn’t—"
"Silence!"
More tendrils shot out from The Tide’s body, wrapping around Grace’s thighs and slithering up her stomach like frigid snakes. They were cold as hell now, way colder than before, and tight enough to make Grace gasp. Not the sexy kind of gasp either.
"For millennia, I waited," The Tide growled, her form expanding until she filled the entire chamber with swirling, angry currents. "I built this new life while you built your precious Dominion. I carved out this existence while you created your precious angels."
The Tide’s face kept melting and reforming as she ranted, features shifting between fury and heartbreak like she couldn’t decide which emotion to stick with.