Clover
The water was so cold it felt like shards of ice stabbing through her skin. Her lungs seized and she could barely move a muscle. This water was much colder than the sea outside of the cave. She needed to push further.
Clover moved her arms and legs and gasped for air when she broke through the top of the water. She felt the anxiety through the mate bond. She felt his worry, his anger, his relief when he spotted her. “Im fine” she reassured the bond and she was. They didn't have time to argue or plan who would go get the trident. They needed to get to their friends. They needed to secure the alliance.
She swam to the edge of the little island that was holding the trident. Its power pulsed out of it in waves. Her teeth chattered with each shiver of her body and she hoisted hersel
