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holding a bowl of steaming hot liquid. She handed a smaller cup to Kaleb before pushing Rekkus out of the way and helping the shivering woman bring the bowl to her lips.
    Rekkus walked to the far wall and was talking in undertones to Cyrus. Both men looked at Serena for a second before returning to the group.
    “We can’t thank you enough for rescuing Ms. Davis as you did,” Sage said with a kind smile to Kaleb.
    “It’s what I do,” he said, his voice betraying no sense of pride or heroism, just matter of fact.
    “Nonetheless, we are thankful. These waters aren’t usually susceptible to riptides, and had you not been there, our guest would not be here.” Cyrus removed his glove and shook hands with the human. Something was going on; Cyrus never removed his gloves unless trying to read someone. And a second later, her suspicions where confirmed when Cyrus asked, “Serena, may Rekkus and I speak to you privately for a moment?”
    Serena nodded and followed the two outside, sure they had found some reason to blame this all on her. After all, Dana might have said she had done well, but no one would believe that of a mermaid.
    Once outside, and what she assumed was out of earshot of those inside the building, Rekkus turned and asked, “Are you sure that it was a riptide?”
    “It felt like one to me.”
    Rekkus looked out of the ocean which seemed as calm as Rekkus was tense, his hand clinched into fist on his hips. “Serena, you sensed nothing out there?”
    “Sorry, no. I was only focused on the girl. But he got there first.” Serena closed her eyes and envisioned in her head those strong arms and legs pushing through the water’s surface.
    “Serena, really focus; what did you sense in the water? Think past the fear coming off Ms. Davis.”
    With Cyrus’s gloved hand on her shoulder, she normally would have been flirting her tail off; the warlock never touched her, no matter how much she had tried to get his attention. Now his touch did nothing but return her thoughts to the matter at hand: the strange tides that shouldn’t be in this area. Closing her eyes again, she focused this time on what had been around her and in the area. She thought she had sensed some fish, those few sharks, but nothing paranormal. Definitely not her mother or any of her kind. “Nothing. I sensed there were some sharks, but no one else was close by.”
     
    Kaleb watched Serena walk out of the cottage with the two men following close behind. Other than Dana heading into the kitchen, no one else moved.
    Nothing made sense in this place. Rekkus—who, granted, was a man in great shape—had lifted Ms. Davis out of the water like she weighed nothing. And who the hell referred to their wife as their mate? Not to mention the inhuman sound the man made when he asked his “mate” to change clothes.
    As his head cleared, now that his body was warmed from dry clothes and warm tea, Kaleb saw even more things that didn’t make sense. Serena, the beauty, had swum faster than anyone he had ever met. She had managed to outswim him through a riptide, get on shore, get dressed, and get help before he had made it hundred yards. But thanks to her, the girl on the sofa—whose blue color had been worrying—now looked rosy and pink.
    Added to the large nature and muscular build of all the security men on the island, Kaleb wondered if perhaps this crazy spa wasn’t full of steroid users as well. Because that was the only thing that made any sense, and it meant he was going to have to be ultra-careful about what he ate and took. It also was now something he was determined to get to the bottom of it.
    Moving to the door, he listened in as the two men talked with Serena.
    “Serena, you sensed nothing out there?”
    “Sorry, no. I was only focused on the girl. But he got there first.”
    Daring to take a peek, Kaleb looked through the open doorway. Rekkus growled, and Cyrus placed a gloved hand on Serena’s bare shoulder. An unreasonable sense of