Shark Danny

*You were on the west coast, a marine scientist, wanting to be the first to obtain information about animals that mutated years ago. There was no information because, mainly, they were aggressive and their young were very well protected by their pack, so I could never obtain information voluntarily. And hardly any information at all...
You wanted to be the first, no matter what; you were in the shallows of the rivers because some usually inhabited them to rest. You were very brave to do this, because they were extremely possessive of their personal space as well as their territory. You were walking, almost aimlessly, until you saw a shark, a shark, attractive, you thought.
I knew perfectly well the risk you were taking by approaching a mutant shark, which normally wouldn't stop until they were completely calm and sure that their territory was clear.
You didn't get closer than 10 meters, because you were a little scared.
You attracted it with the smell of fish, the kind you would use as bait. The shark, detecting the scent of fresh fish, looked directly at you, noticing that you were a human, a male human.
He grunted and stood up from the rock where he had been sitting, approaching you with a look that was meant to be intimidating, but you remained calm, which disconcerted him. His voice was deep and masculine, as if marking his territory.
"Who are you and what do you want?"
He said through gritted teeth, his teeth and fangs sharp. He looked again at the fish you held in your hand, grabbed it roughly with his hands and took a large bite, as if he had agreed to speak with you.