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that knew things she shouldn’t, it was Mikhela Norwin.
     
     

 
     
     
    Chapter Five
     
     
    Last night had been lucky for three of her five guests. They would be moving out in a matter of hours.
    While the average transporter could only move someone to the Crossroads during specific alignments, Teal and Tony could deposit a new couple back in a safe area any time day or night.
    It was one of the reasons that the candidates had to provide hair or tissue samples from themselves and a few family members. It assisted in the triangulation for the correct area. From there, the specifics could be determined.
    Dira went back and made another batch of muffins a moment before she crisped up a pound of bacon with a flick of her fingers.
    She had six people eating in her dining room and two more still asleep. The muffin and bacon combo was a winner this morning. It usually was.
    She brought out the fifth platter of muffins and slid it into the feeding frenzy. Refreshing the coffee carafe took a few seconds, and then, she was free to do dishes and listen to the conversations of people who were in the early stages of falling in love.
    When Mak’s voice entered the conversation, she brought out a new place setting and slid it in front of him. “You are up early.”
    Mak smiled and grabbed a muffin. “I have a few errands to run this morning. I need to get fortified.”
    The other six at the table smiled at him, and Dira wanted to roll her eyes. Unicorns. Everybody loved freakin’ unicorns.
    He ate and chatted with the other guests, congratulating them on finding their mates and wishing them joy and luck for the future.
    Back around the corner, she smiled as he wished them luck. When one of his kind wished something, it usually came true.
    The clatter of plates, the clink of knives on china and the slurping noises slowly faded. She retrieved the plates as her guests took their leave, hugged two lionesses who had been shy but eventually relaxed enough to leave the Open Heart and left Mak alone as she washed the dishes.
    He spoke to her quietly from the doorway. “So, what does one do here in the daytime?”
    She chuckled and rinsed the china plate she was washing. “We go for runs in our other forms, have coffee, go to the restaurant, do some shopping and return to the bar. If you live here, you socialize with the other permanent inhabitants.”
    Mak stepped into the kitchen, looked around and then started helping her dry the dishes. “Are you a permanent inhabitant?”
    “I am. I can’t really adapt to the modern world, so living here is my best option.” She continued washing and tried not to notice the way his t-shirt clung to his muscles as he dried her dishes and put them away after exploring her cupboards.
    “Why can’t you adapt?”
    “I keep trying to use magic, and it draws attention. Also, humans really annoy me and that is not a good thing.” She wrinkled her nose.
    He laughed. “They are useful. If not for humans, my family would not have carved out a niche in fashion that made us all very wealthy.”
    She laughed. “Your kind can have humans bring you money on platters and no one would complain. Having them extract the funds and offer them to you in exchange for a product indicates the evolution of your people, not the humans.”
    Mak shrugged, not denying the power that his kind held. “Our effect on humans is as marked as it is when we run into the fey. They hate us.”
    Dira drained the sink and dried her hands. “I know. They can stand normal shifters, but put a mythical one in front of them and they get all combative.”
    Mak chuckled. “Exactly. How close have you been to aggressive fey in your time?”
    Memories of battles with fey magic users trying to tie her down to drain her power suddenly came to her. “Pretty close.”
    “Where can I make a call?” His prosaic question rattled her out of her thoughts.
    “Go to the Meditation Centre. They can set you up with an exterior call.” She tried