The lottery would be nice if I hadn’t seen all those stories about how winning millions had ruined many winners’ lives.
“The spam email led me to an app.”
“What kind of app?” I asked, curious but only because whatever this advertisement was, already it had made some kind of impression on Naga. Not a lot of things surprised us anymore, especially in the tech realm.
“An app for shifters and humans and monsters to…to find their mate or mates, whichever the case may be.” He didn’t look at me while he spoke, his eyes downcast, pretending to focus on his breakfast.
“Like a dating app?” I asked.
He looked up at me, pinning me with a serious stare as his dark eyebrows bunched over his nose. “Except not dating. Mating. This is a way for shifters to find their mates. I mean, there are other relationships included, but mainly it’s for mates to find each other.”
“Did you download it?” I asked, wondering how far he’d taken this avenue.
“I wanted to talk to you first. But I checked it out. It’s legit and they have a 99 percent success rate with matches.”
“Sounds like you’ve already made your decision,” I said, pushing away my bowl in favor of the conversation.
“I want to sign up but we know that our serpents would share a mate. It has to be a decision we both make.”
“Send me the email, please.”
Naga forwarded me the email from Mail-Order Matings. I clicked the link and found a website where shifters, monsters, and creatures in between had found their mates. Shifters seeking humans. Humans seeking monsters. Monsters seeking breeders. Orcs. Dragon shifters. Gargoyles. Some creatures I’d never even heard of.
Then again, most folks didn’t realize that serpent shifters existed either.
I put my phone down. “Naga, do you think we will find our mate on here?” I tapped the phone with my pointer finger.
“It’s worth a try. We sure as hell aren’t going to find her in the basement.”
I snorted. He wasn’t wrong. “Then let’s try it.”
Naga’s face lit up. He was as ready and willing to find a mate as I was and more than we were willing to admit out loud.
We spent over an hour signing up and going through the painstaking questionnaire process. By the time we were done, I was ready to get to my work to get my mind off of relationship and sexual questions.
This just might work though.
Chapter Five
Jasmine
The bet I made with Beth and Anya said that I had to pick the first match on the app.
But the first match was an orc throuple wanting a fourth. Wasn’t exactly a match for me, but they contacted me anyway.
The app said I was only 23 percent compatible.
I wasn’t betting my life or my financial future on 23 percent. I swiped off it and looked at all my options. Packs of wolf shifters seeking omegas. Harems looking for a female pivot.
My second match was a pair of shifters and, as I explored their profile, I saw they were serpent shifters.
Serpents? Like snakes? A popular movie franchise with a basilisk hidden in a secret underground lair conjured up visions in my mind.
Here I was expecting a hot wolf shifter or maybe dragon.
No way I would fall in love, according to the bet, but there was no reason I couldn’t have a good time while I was there.
I went back to their pictures. Drake and Naga looked similar. Both had short haircuts, but Naga had a bit of gray in his despite being in his late twenties. Drake had a well-kept beard, while Naga was clean-shaven.