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The waiting room was where they transported the kittens on their caseload to keep them safe until they were ready for delivery to their new human companions.
It was a place outside of time, near their home realm of the goddesses, but not quite in it, and it wasn’t to be messed with at all.
“There must be thousands of cats and kittens in the waiting room!” Tivali exclaimed.
“Oh, don’t worry,” Soraya said. “I programmed the portal with very specific requirements. Only black kittens on our caseload can use it. For all the other cats, it’s just a regular old box.”
“Well, this is a nightmare,” Muezza observed. “If we don’t do something fast, all forty-plus black kittens are going to end up running around that Shenanigans in Jamesville.”
Sam took advantage of the chaos in the room, what with all the kittens—he’d lost count at twenty—to approach the woman Phoenix called Merry.
An unlikely name, he thought, for someone who seemed so serious.
Not a single smile had crossed her face since entering the bar, not even when one kitten started playing with the strands of hair escaping from the strange balls sitting on the sides of her head. Not quite Princess Leia buns, but close.
Even when speaking with the kittens, she wasn’t smiling or crooning the way the other women were.
No. She just spoke in a quiet, serious voice, with no real inflection to it, almost as if she were speaking with another human.
It was disconcerting, to say the least.
Nevertheless, both Sam and his wolf were intrigued.
And that was before he approached closely enough to catch her scent.
At that point, his wolf lunged forward and started to howl.
Great.
His mate was this strange, serious woman, who carried around boxes full of kittens and spoke of serial killers.
He was doomed.
Twenty!
Merry whirled and started counting cats again. “There can’t be that many, can there?”
“I’m pretty sure there are more.”
She scowled as three cats raced by. Damn! She lost track again. “So, who are you?”
“Sam Warner. And you are?”
“Merry. Merry B-adness, those are a lot of cats.”
“Merry Badness?”
She glanced at him from the corner of her eye. It was really all she could manage without wrestling him to the nearest flat surface for a bit of sin and fun. The man was just too beautiful for his own good. In a rugged, down-to-hell, shifter kind of way.
The room was full of shifters and witches, and for the most part, she couldn’t tell one from the next.
Though she was pretty sure the waitress was different from the other shifters in the room and her bartender boyfriend was definitely a bear. There was just something about the way he dragged her across the bar for a kiss that absolutely screamed bear.
Merry eyed Sam Warner speculatively, still not facing him straight-on, but enjoying the thought of him hauling her across the bar.
Yep.
He definitely had the muscles for it and now she was imagining all kinds of blissful things they could do together.
