Today, the transporter was going to send him to the Shifting Crossroads, and he would be on his way to finding the woman for him.“And let’s just make sure that I have the samples.” He dug in the pocket of his coat and pulled out the hoof chips from his parents and the piece from his own hoof. They were together in a small vial and that much unicorn hoof could buy someone a small island in the pacific. If it had been unicorn horn, the price would go up exponentially, but no one in Mak’s family was up for a horn trim, including him.Whistling, he zipped up his bag, got dressed and quickly brushed his hair. He was nervous but excited. This day was the day he went to the Crossroads, and once there he might just find the woman who made his senses sing instead of being on the giving end all the time.It was great being a unicorn, women loved him, men loved him, luck was his constant companion and his car never got towed. He wanted more out of life. He wanted a mate to stand at his side and not beg to be under him every moment of every day.
