Arms of the Ocean Ch. 07

Ronav looked at Yis a little longer, pained that she saw him as betraying her trust. She would come round, she had to.

The Sirens were watching him as he returned his attention to them. Their eyes held a vague degree of curiosity while still managing to appear cold and predatorial.

"What now, Sye?" Vyla asked.

Ronav drifted his gaze to her still-nude form and he felt the familiar longing that had emerged during their first hours together. But there could be no time for such things at the moment. Vyla's injuries were still severe and they had plans to make. So much to think and talk about.

A loud rumble sounded from Ronav's stomach as if to break the silence. With the first chance at calm in over an hour, he finally caught up with how hungry he still was. Yis' interruption had put the earlier break for lunch on hold. "I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm starving."

A smile stretched across Zeerae's face, revealing twin rows of razor teeth. "Then you are fortunate that I know a place."