thanks and I will see you tomorrow.”
Teebie nodded and walked toward the shadows, cruising along the wall and out through the Meditation Centre.
She needed to get back to the Open Heart. She refused to think of it as hiding.
* * * *
Andor bowed to the Lady Dira, Dragon of the East and West, Creator of the Crossroads. “Lady. I am charmed to meet you.”
The dragon in woman form smiled. “You know who I am?”
“Yes, my father has spoken of you over the centuries.”
“Your father?”
“Kyrok of the Ice Throne.”
The woman’s green eyes widened in surprise. “I heard that he had married one of his sacrifices.”
“My mother has been at his side for an eon, yes. She has never let him forget about their unique start.” Andor smiled.
Dira reached out and touched his arm. “Where is he? I haven’t felt him moving in the world lately.”
“He has been sleeping. He started an arctic diamond company fifty years ago, and when mother was firmly in control of it, he went for a ten-year nap.”
Dira’s husband came up next to her. His golden beauty was unmistakable, and Andor knew a unicorn when he saw it.
“Mak, this is Andor, Andor, my husband, Mak. Andor is the child of one of the great northern dragons. Kyrok of the Ice Throne.”
Mak shook his hand and smiled. “I have heard good things about your father. Dira doesn’t speak kindly of many of the dragons, by Kyrok never earns a cross word.”
Andor inclined his head. “My father will be happy to hear it when he rises.”
Dira perked up. “Is he rising soon? I would like to visit him and Meridith if it is possible.”
“He will rise within the month. It is why I am here. They have decided that it is time for me to seek a mate.”
Mak smiled. “What do you think?”
“I think they are correct. I have had my fun and found out what I do and do not want in a mate.”
Mak grinned. “What have you decided?”
“I will take any woman that will have me.” He grinned in return, and the other man clapped him on the shoulder.
Dira rolled her eyes and looked around. “Mak, have you seen Teebie?”
Mak paused. “No.”
Andor inclined his head. “She removed to the shadows and left a few minutes ago. Do you know here well?”
Dira grinned. “Know her? I named her. She is my niece.”
Andor blinked as a thousand little clues now made sense. “I see.” He switched tactics. “How did you two meet?”
Mak slid his arm around his mate. “I came here looking for a mate, and she was my host. I was at my most charming, and she fell for it.”
Dira snorted.
“How did you get around the regulation about pursuing the Crossroads staff?”
Mak frowned. “There isn’t a regulation for that. Only for pursuing the ones who are already mated, but they are banded with silver on one wrist, male or female.”
Dira nodded. “Right. Otherwise, not only would I not have accepted Mak, but also Chuck would be single, as would Jim and possibly Spike. She met Al outside the Crossroads, but they locked in here.”
Andor looked in the direction where Teebie had disappeared. “You are certain?”
Dira snorted. “Quite certain. I made the rules, and there was no way that I would deny someone a match.”
Mak nodded. “She isn’t lying. It was how I got her to say yes.”
Andor chuckled as Dira smacked her mate. For such a picture of style and grace, she turned playful and mildly violent when she dealt with her mate. It was a nice view of what Teebie expected from a relationship.
He froze. He had been here less than a day and already he considered Teebie as his only choice.
Mak grinned. “Oh, man. I know that stunned look. Who have you locked on to?”
Andor recovered his composure. “It is of no matter. I have been here less than a day. I am sure that it will all be ratified eventually.”
Dira nodded with a sly smile. “That is what this place is built on. If the possibility of love exists, and she is here, you will find her.”
Andor