Med Cat Novels & Stories

“We’ll miss you, girl. You sure you’re okay?” “I’m okay,” Maddie said, already crouched near a cheap little carrier crate. “I’m taking Flan. I’ll call you once I’m settled, promise.” She opened the crate and out waddled the ugliest cat I’ve ever laid eyes on. One eye, lopsided spine and tail bent like a question mark. It blinked up at me, hissing softly. “No,” I said immediately. “Absolutely not. That’s not a cat. That’s a medieval curse.”

Mia said to her, grinning from ear to ear. “Anything for you and my baby,” Luna grinned, patting my shoulder. Seeing the two most important women in my life relating so well made my heart swell and I felt like a fulfilled man. My mom hadn’t thought twice before accepting a human girl as my mate but then, my happiness waned little at the thoughts of the opinion of the rest of the pack members. Although they all knew she was a human and had been working in the packhouse for a while, as Madre had told me, it would take a lot of convincing for them to come to terms with it that she was no longer just a human maid, but my mate and the future Luna of Blackwood pack. But then, the opinion of the pa

He sure as hell looked more intimidating than most, but somehow he was rather gentle. "I have a cat. Her name is Mittens. She was a stray and I took her in after I left my pack. I could relate, you know?" Carlton explained and moved closer to the wound again. I shut my eyes as he pressed the tip of the prongs in. Metal slipped in my blood, looking for the bullet that might leave me cripple. "She is ginger and black with white patches all along her body. I built her a cat play house before I came here. Some of my friends said they would look after her. I miss that girl every damn day," he admitted.

The smell hits me, and I grimace. "Audrey," I say in a warning tone, "that better not be—" "TEQUILA!" She yells and I groan. Tequila is the sure-fire way to get me both hammered and horny, and she damn well knows this. "Come on, Kat," she says in her sweetest voice, pouting at me then grinning at Dan. She passes Mark a glass. "Why are there five?" I ask her.

I groaned angrily banging my table. “How does my ranking have to do with us?” he asked me. “As the highest Alpha female there is, my pack forbids that I become mate with a low-ranked wolf like you, you’re an omega, There’s no difference between you and a common maid or helper. How do you expect an Alpha to be mate with someone who is supposed to serve her. See listen to me, make everything easier here and reject me as your mate!” I groaned furiously with my voice as cold as Ice.

(Elena's POV) The Crescent Bay Veterinary Clinic is a cocoon of sterile calm at this hour. The fluorescent lights hum softly, a sound that has become my lifeline after a very long day at work. Hunched over a chart at the front desk, pen in hand, I scribble notes about a cat named Muffin who's finally eating again after a week of fighting an infection.

I smiled as I rubbed the cat’s head gently, its soft purr calming me. “Her.” Angie interrupted. “The vet said the cat is female. Also, she is very underweight. She was put on a special diet of a high fat high calorie canned food. We have to put one of these pills in her food in the morning and at night. She put the bottle on the desk. “And she wants to see her back next week.” “Awesome, thank you!” “No problem.” She glanced at her parents before she grinned evilly. “Did you tell them yet? Please tell me I get to help this afternoon.”

G****e it. Rolling his eyes, he slips a phone from his pocket. "If you don't even know what a cat drinks then you shouldn't have one." He grumbles as his fingers type the question in. It's my turn to roll my eyes. I am perfectly capable of taking care of a cat. Once I figure out what they drink. "Most cats are lactose intolerant. After they're weaned off their mother's milk most kittens lose the ability to digest milk sugar efficiently, so their primary source of hydration is water." Hunter recites out loud.

And I must not put her in danger brought by the endless complications of being different from the usual… After attending to the cat's injuries and covering them with bondages, I gave Camila some stuff like cat food, vitamins, supplies of bondages for rechanging, gentle soap and shampoo for skin and fur improvement, along with pieces of advice and a drop of vitamin we usually give here in the clinic. All of those I gave her for free. I could just talk to my uncle later on to charge me all the expenses I spent today. I could work for it, and they could just cut my next salary for part-time assisting here.

Mathius explains. I can’t help but laugh. I can picture a cat chasing or attacking Dad and him swearing up a storm. I tell Mathius that I have some allergy meds if he needs them. He says that so far, he is okay. Lina tells me that she is pretty sure that Mel is a Devon Rex. She says that an aunt of hers used to breed them, so she grew up with them and that they usually are super friendly and too damn smart for their own good.