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“Mrawr, mrawr, mrawr.”
“I can’t believe you, Soraya,” Tivali said severely, her whiskers quivering in disapproval.
“What? It’s not my fault that trucker abandoned a box full of kittens, now is it?”
“That was a hundred miles from here!” Bygul exclaimed.
“I couldn’t just leave them there! That parking lot was full of dangers. This one is much less crowded.”
“They should have gone to the waiting room for processing,” Bygul said. “You’re completely ignoring procedures.”
“Like you’ve never done the same,” Soraya said.
Bygul let out a growl of frustration. The problem was she was right. In fact, Bygul was known for ignoring procedures when necessary.
“Besides,” Soraya said. “It was super simple to just move the box from one parking lot to another, and bonus, our target witch was right there, so obviously, this was the perfect spot for those kittens to find a home.”
“Satan himself failed to convince Merry to adopt a kitten!” Muezza exclaimed.
“Those were hell-kittens. There’s a difference,” Soraya said. “Besides, I don’t get what the problem is. We agreed to match Merry, so obviously, we needed to find the purrfect cats for her. Those kittens were in need and she’s less likely to turn away from a bunch of kittens, don’t you think?”
“I think that crazy demon-witch-fairy hybrid is not a good candidate for cat motherhood,” Bygul said, “which is why we shouldn’t be matching her in the first place!”
“I figured we’d just wait until we know who her mate is and then we can match him to a cat or two,” Muezza said. “It seems the safest option.”
“Unless she mates a dragon,” Bygul muttered, “or worse, a fairy.”
This was so unfair.
Merry had spent years turning away the cutest kittens hell had ever spat out, then months in Zero, Kansas, pretending not to notice how adorable the coven’s familiars were, resisting all temptation to try and score one for herself.
And look what she got for her efforts—an entire boxful of adorable kittens staring her in the face the moment she was on her own, with no one else to manipulate into taking responsibility for them.
Hands on hips, Merry glared down at the box and counted kittens.
She lost count several times due to the kittens’ repeated attempts to climb the walls of the box only to tumble back down, usually knocking at least one other kitten down with them.
She thought there were six of them, but worst case scenario, there might actually be eight of the little buggers.
She groaned. “Fine. You can come with me, but don’t get too comfortable.” She scooped the box up and strode back to the car. “We’ll be finding homes for each of you because I’m certainly not in the market for one kitten, let alone all y’all, no matter how adorable you may be.”
She opened the passenger door and stood there staring.
Okay, now, this really wasn’t fair.
The passenger seat was full of the best treats this gas station had to offer, leaving absolutely no room for a box of kittens. And the box was too tall to fit under the dash on the floorboard.
Seriously?
There was no help for it. She was going to have to move her stash because no way was Merry going to put the box of kittens in the backseat.
That would be a recipe for disaster.
She just knew the minute they were out of her sight, they’d somehow escape the box and then it would be invasion of the claws and the cat fur and the hairballs.
No, thank you.
Heaving a sigh of dejection, Merry shoved all the lovely treats onto the floor board and settled the box on the passenger seat. “Don’t get used to it,” she snarled.
