Page 10 of Delivered to My Humans

I sent a message.Hi, fellas. We’ve been matched by the app, if you’d like to chat?

“Now we wait. But I have an idea. Anybody in here have any advice for me? I know a lot of other people use apps to find their sweeties. Success stories? Horror shows?”

I could not have done anything more to trigger the Super Chats. Everyone wanted to tell me about what happened to them in online dating. I read the most interesting ones out loud and before I knew it, there was a lively discussion and I had taken in two thousand dollars. Then I got my reply from the wolves, and I read it over.

Hi, kitty cat. Sure we’d like to talk. Better yet, we could get together for the night and see if we’re compatible in the sack.

“Okay, you guys ready for this?” I pasted in the line they’d typed and sat back. “Advice?”

The general tone of my beloved chat line was outrage. People demanded a way to contact the guys themselves. Tons of suggestions flooded in on what I should do, most of which involved telling the wolves to get out of my life.

I went with not responding at all. I wouldn’t bother to report them. Wolves had a reputation for a reason. “I think we have time for one more.” I selected a single rabbit shifter who looked like he had a nice face. “Ready?”

This one was even wilder with a bunny who made it clear he was hunting for a mate to make as many little bunnies as possible. She didn’t have to be an actual rabbit, just young and likely fertile, and while I managed to hit enough of their wish list, they did not match enough of mine.

The more I saw, the more doubtful I became about whether this app had any potential, but at least it was helping me grow my channel.

Chapter Ten

Lachlan

The weekends were always busy but this one, well, it was damned near insane. We had the vaccine event and while I would’ve liked to have gone straight to sleep after that, we had some kittens brought in, one of them severely dehydrated and needing care. Feisty little things, they were.

I rolled onto the dirt road that led to our land just shy of sunrise. Hale’s lights were on. Our vet tech friend was up with the sun on most days but this was early, even for him. Hale was steadier and more reliable than any clock. He did an excellent job, always had.

He could’ve been a vet like Idris and me, but he decided to stay a tech. While he was responsible and smart, school wasn’t his thing.

I pulled up to my cabin, the one to the left, and shut off the engine, staying there for a minute to decompress. The nights were getting cooler, and the holidays would be coming soon. In my family, holidays had been a time to get together, see how our families had grown, and enjoy each other’s company.

Idris, Hale, and I had skipped out on those festivities the last few years. Sure, I sent presents and video chatted with my mom and my sisters, but the clinic needed us during the holidays.

Plus, I was still alone, and the last thing I wanted to hear was how it was about time I found a wife and started my own family.

How I wished that was true.

A knock on my window scared the life out of me. I slapped my hand on my chest and forced myself to breathe normally. “What the hell, Hale?”

He laughed a bit and opened my car door. He was dressed for the day, lunch in hand, and a smile on his face. Howhe maintained a smile and general alertness this early in the damned morning had always been beyond me.

“Are you okay? I didn’t mean to scare you.” He laughed anyway.

“Yeah. I was about to get out.”

I exited the car and grabbed my stuff. “Long night?” he asked.

“The longest. You’re heading in?” I asked.

“I am. Anything I need to be aware of?”

I chuckled. “Not really. It all turned out okay with the kittens. We sent them home with medicine.”

We parted ways, and I went into my cabin and shut the door behind me. I immediately stripped in front of the washing machine and put everything inside, adding soap and starting the wash cycle. I looked in the fridge and pulled out some eggs and some of those biscuits that came from the popping can. When I got off of a long shift, didn’t matter the time of day, I wanted breakfast food. There was a really good diner in town, but I didn’t think I would make the trip all the way to town and back without falling asleep behind the wheel.

Besides, there was something about a homemade breakfast that did it for me. Comforted me. Made me feel like something was stable in my life.

Sure as fuck wasn’t my love life.

While I waited on the biscuits, I got a notification on my phone that caught my attention. Usually most of my personal emails were from bills or my mom or sisters, but this one said,You have a match!

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