Chapter 11

Her nostrils flare and her face reddens. “Who else? You’re the one who knocked out a bar full of mermen!”

I open my mouth but don’t say anything. She has a point. But I didn’t do any of it on purpose. I glare at her. “You’re the one who insisted I sing with you! The only person you have to blame is yourself!”

“Get out!” She raises a fist at me.

“I didn’t do this on purpose!”

“Like I care! Just go!” She points toward the front door.

“I didn’t want this to happen.”

“Leave!”

Without another word, I replace the mic on its stand and head out, apologizing to everyone along the way. Nobody seems to care, and none of the guys are even stirring.

I hope I didn’t kill anyone. My stomach knots. What if I did? I don’t know anything about any of these siren-like powers. The creatures are just as shrouded in mystery as the pink-haired queen herself.

And nobody wants an out-of-control siren freak like me.

Not like I asked for any of this.

Once outside, I close the door behind me and take a deep breat