Page 34 of The Tanglewood Witches (The Three Sisters 1)
“Because you were born here.” His eyes narrowed and his nostrils flared as he sniffed her. She wondered what she smelled like to him. Probably the waterfall as she’d only now come from swimming in the pool at its base.
“Is that all you wish to know?”
He gave a low growl, his eyes snapping to hers. His chin bobbed in a nod. “I am relieved. For a moment I worried you didn’t belong.”
She forced a smile. “Doesn’t everything belong here? Who could get by you, or through the gate, but perhaps a god?” She looked him over from head to toe. “How is it you look like a man?”
He hesitated a moment as he seemed to contemplate her question. The corner of his mouth twitched, his full lips enchanting her. “I transform into a dragon. I am both, dragon and man.”
Medea desperately wanted to see him change, but she knew she was already pushing her luck engaging as she was in this conversation. “I should go.” She gestured over her shoulder. “My sisters are waiting for me.”
He bowed formally. “Of course. I have distracted you from your activities.”
She turned slowly to start down the path but couldn’t stop herself from glancing back. How stunning he was, standing there, watching her. “What is your name?”
The question seemed to startle him, as if it was the last thing he presumed she’d ask. “Tavyss,” he said. “And yours?”
“Medea.” Oh, her parents would be horrified to know she’d given the guardian her true name. She chewed her lip. “It was very nice to meet you. Tavyss.”
“You as well,” he said. When she turned again to the path, he blurted, “Perhaps we will speak again?”
It was a foolish thing to agree to, but before Medea could stop herself, she met his compelling gaze. “I’d like that very much.”
