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“Goddess, are you two flirting again?” Eero walked in the back door and grabbed a coffee and the entire bag of bagels and pastries. “I thought you were on the app now, Mabel.”

“I am. I only took a break for the treats.” She winked at me. “Only half talking about the coffee.”

I shook my head, set the coffees down on the breakroom counter, and took out a bagel stuffed with eggs, cheese, and bacon. Double bacon. “What app are we talking about?” I asked, taking a huge bite.

“That Mail-Order Mating App. The one those girls were talking about the other day. You get on and get matched with shifters, monsters, all kinds of sexy hunks.”

I was kind of sorry I asked.

Eero sat beside her. “Let me see.”

While we ate breakfast, they clicked on pictures and profiles. Mabel oohed and ahhed on some pictures. Whooped at others. And some were too nasty to show, according to her.

“You already had a mate,” I said to her.

“Who says there’s only one mate for you? Fate knows I’m a lonely old woman. She knows I need a hottie warming my bed.”

“What in the hell did I walk in on?” Shay asked, stumbling in. He wasn’t a morning guy most of the time, but today, he looked like he rolled straight out of bed and into our brewery.

“Mabel is man shopping,” I answered.

“Is that right? On that app?”

“You know about it too?”

“Yep. Ooh. Bagels.”

Mabel went back to work, and we eventually made it to the lab where there was plenty of work to do. I had to admit, my mind wasn’t on ale or anything close to it, though. “Do you think we can find our mate through that app?” I boomed. “Sorry about that. But do you?”

Sometimes when I got excited about stuff, my voice became loud.

“I’ve been thinking about it too,” Shay said, putting down what he was working on and taking off his safety glasses.

“Same,” Eero answered.

“Is it legit? Have we really researched it beyond what Mabel says?”

Shay nodded. “I’ve been looking at it since those females mentioned it the other day. There are all kinds of questions, and there are plenty of females on there looking for a harem.”

“Even a ‘harem’ like us?” I had to ask the question. We weren’t your typical pack.

“Yeah. Even like us.”

“What’s there to lose?” Shay got on his phone and showed me he’d already downloaded the app but hadn’t made an account.

“Nothing,” Eero was quick to answer. “We lose nothing but we stand to gain everything.”

I nodded. “Everything, being a mate.”

“Our mate would be our everything,” Shay said. “Let’s sign up.”

Chapter Nine

Opal

I stared at my phone over my second cup of coffee. For a thing that didn’t speak or move, it certainly was enticing me to pick it up.

For the third day in a row, I had matches. Not one or two either. I had a dozen or so every morning.

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