Mak is a unicorn on a mission to find a woman who doesn’t fall all over herself to get his attention. The moment he meets the owner of the Open Heart B and B, he realises that this woman has no need to lean on him for self-importance. She is a force to be reckoned with all on her own. But what the hell is she?
Dira has been at the Crossroads since its inception. She gave her heart and soul to the place and has watched hundreds of couples meet their match. Being pursued is a novel experience, but of course, it takes a guy with a horn to make an impression on her. Mythical shifters are not thick on the ground and a unicorn is the most tempting offering she has seen in centuries.
Dira looked up as Tony came through the door with the new arrival. She blinked in surprise. She knew that cocky set of the head, the flowing golden hair and the soft brown eyes. Everything about him said that he would be an engaging companion and an excellent lover. He was a unicorn.
“Good afternoon, Dira. This is your new guest, he goes by Mak.” Tony inclined his head and stole two cookies from the plate.
“Thanks, Tony. Welcome to the Open Heart, Mak. Do you want some refreshments, or should I show you to your room?”
Mak came forward and smiled at her. His eyes took in her curves with appreciation. “Thank you for your hospitality. I believe a snack is called for.”
She grinned at him. Unicorns loved sweets. “Juice? Or are you a milk person?”
“Coffee if you have it, sugar and cream.”
Dira beckoned him into the dining room. “I have him, Tony. You are free to go. If he has any questions, I will answer them.”
“Thanks, Dira. Behave, Mak. She will make sure you do if you don’t want to at first.”
Mak looked a little befuddled, but he followed her into the dining room, and Dira knew it was because she was carrying the plate of cookies.
She made the coffee in a French press, put it and two cups on a tray as well as a bowl of sugar and jug of cream.
She stifled a laugh as she came in to see half the cookies gone and one rapidly disappearing into his mouth. “I will make more.”
Dira set the coffee down and pressed the plunger before pouring a cup for him and one for her. “So, Mak, why are you here to find a mate?”
He grimaced. “Because there are precious few unicorns around. We occur randomly in the population as you no doubt know.”
She added two sugars and cream to her coffee, stirring it with a small spoon. He added four. “I have heard something like that. That mythical beasts occur infrequently and very rarely to parents who had that ancient form themselves.”
He cocked his head at her. “What are you?”
Dira blinked and leaned back. “None of your business. You are looking for a mate, and I just work here.”
“You are mated?”
She shook her head. “No, all mated pairs here wear the bracelets that you saw on Tony and Teal. It saves on confusion. I am merely a proprietress of a B and B. No more, no less.”
He looked closely at her once again. “You won’t tell me what you are? I mean, I feel power, lots of power. More than any person I have ever seen in my life, so what are you?”
Dira sighed and finished her coffee. “I am the person who will show you to your room. Breakfast will be served between seven and ten. There are three other guests on the floors above. You may fraternize as you wish.”
“Thank you. Where may I go if I have need of a run?”
“There is a path across the way leading to the shifter’s meadow. You can enter a changing room that will keep your clothing secure, shift and exit. The charm on your wrist will shift with you, so you don’t need to worry about losing it.” As she spoke, Dira got to her feet and lifted Mak’s bag.
She retrieved his key from her desk and headed up the stairs. She didn’t need a key in her home, it was an extension of her. Her unconscious mind made up the rooms and changed the bedding faster than any living being could. She was very good at being a hostess.