I was a strong swimmer, and within seconds, I saw something white below me. I pushed through the water, ignoring my body’s demand for oxygen.
Something brushed against my fingers. The kelpie’s mane. I grabbed for it and pulled myself toward the creature. Through the gloom, I could see Trey struggling to break free of her hold on his arm.
I pulled back my free hand and punched the kelpie in the face. It wasn’t enough to harm her, but it startled her into releasing Trey. She whirled toward the new threat, but her mane was wrapped around my hand, so I moved with her.
She screamed, twisting and turning agilely in the water. When that didn’t loosen me, she sped through the water. It was too dark beneath the surface to see where we were going, but soon that didn’t matter. My lungs burned, and
