The Sea Remembers Us — Episode 3

As for me, I'd originally studied beast folk too. Isla. Isla. Isla! I have to attend a university conference and will probably be away for a week. Again?

Yep. You're running out of time, Isla. Your graduate thesis deadline is fast approaching. But... You better have your topic settled by the time I get back.

I believe you can do it. I'd been alone on Emerald Atoll for three months. If not for my cleaning drone and internet access, I'd have dropped out long ago. But after hearing me speak, the myrrh stopped.

Those cold, piercing eyes locked onto me. A chill crawled up my spine, even though I was perfect. I took a precise sweep of his claws and tossed it onto my desk. I'd just been fed by a mer.

He was different from the others. He's smart and powerful. I could see my thesis writing it. I might graduate early.

If this mer could find a mate during mating season, he'd stay with the emerald atoll colony. By next spring, there could be two or three intelligent, powerful mer pups born, and I could study hybridization traits between different mer subspecies.

I named the deep-sea mer Opal. His black gold tail shimmered like a black opal under flashing with iridescent fire. Mating season lasted three months, but two months Opal still hadn't found a mate. He hunted massive prey every day. Often, young males from