Tales of the Lost Selkie
“We need to get the kids off to something else before any of them see this.”
“Call Shannon and Breha to take the kids. Odell or Seth can bring Zelda home, and get every enforcer and scout here.” Alistair knelt near Cass’s head, brushing the blood caked hair from her face. He’d known her for 30 years. A selkie who’d sought refuge after her pelt was stolen. A hunt was sent after the mortal. It took a week and he finally got her skin back for her. Alistair forced himself to stare at her body letting the guilt slowly suffocate him.
“Close down Nightmares of the Port, and have everyone move to the main house.”















