Page 3 of True Calling
Zotol watched as Xolin added something else, saying once again,“Bound and binding, binding bound, See the sight, hear the sound. What soul mate was lost, now is found. Bound and binding, binding bound.”
The second Xolin nodded, Zotol dropped the flower in the pot. Xolin repeating the words once more.“Bound and binding, binding bound, See the sight, hear the sound. What soul mate was lost, now is found. Bound and binding, binding bound.”
The smoke began to change colors. First it was a bright green, then yellow and then blue, before it disappeared altogether. Xolin looked down and started to do a dance. “There he is! There he is!”
Zotol didn’t like spells, but he had to see what his mate was seeing. Looking into the liquid beneath, Zotol was impressed. There was a young man of no more than twenty-five. He had long sandy-blond hair tied in a ponytail of sorts and couldn’t weigh more than one thirty soaking wet.
“He’s cute.” Xolin whispered.
Zotol looked at his mate with a raised brow.
Xolin laughed, “I’m married not buried, or in our case I’m mated. I can still look at the product, I just can’t purchase.”
“You are on the computer way too much.” Zotol muttered, then asked, “It looks like he’s some kind of baker or something, and yes, he is cute, but that still doesn’t tell me who he is.”
“His name is Berk Carlos and he just graduated from culinary school and took some classes in pastry. He wants to be a personal chef one day.” Xolin said in an almost a monotone voice.
“How did you get that from this picture of him?” Zotol asked.
Xolin blinked, saying, “I’m a druid, lover. You see his form, but I get the entire picture. The spell talks to me.”
“Well I guess we have our man... or Garth’s man. I know what I need to do, and it won’t take me long. One mate, coming up... or at least coming if all goes as planned.” Zotol said, wiggling his brows.
Xolin stepped away from the pot and got close to Zotol, and in his sexy voice said, “How about you go do your thing and while you’re gone, I’ll go take a nice bath and when you get back we can have some happy time?”
“Happy time?” Zotol asked with a laugh.
“Oh yes, my lover, because I plan on making you very happy.” Xolin said, still using that tone.
Swallowing hard, Zotol brushed his mate’s hair from his eyes, “You already do, lover. You already do.”