Mating Fever (Morgan Clan Bears, Book 3) by Theresa Hissong

Author:Theresa Hissong [Hissong, Theresa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-04-27T18:30:00+00:00

Anna Claire sat up straighter when the door to their quarters opened to reveal her mate and the panther’s healer. Harold smiled warmly as he entered, setting his black bag on the table by the door.

“How are you feeling, Anna Claire?”

“Much better,” she promised, pointing to the recliner to her left. “Have a seat, healer. May I get you anything?”

“Your mate has offered me a cup of coffee,” he announced with a smile. Gunnar was at the small kitchenette, pouring water into the coffee pot. When she cut her gaze toward the healer, the male just shrugged and pulled a stethoscope out of the pocket of his white coat. “Are you ready for your checkup? We can chat over coffee after we check on your cub.”

“Sure,” she beamed.

“Are you still nauseous?” he asked.

“No,” she replied. She felt heat on her cheeks as she remembered Gunnar hand feeding her crackers that first week. “My mate is a very good cook, and he’s kept me well fed.”

“That’s good.” Harold nodded as he made notes on a small spiral book he’d produced from his other pocket. “I’d like to listen to your cub’s heartbeat.”

“We can do that in the bedroom,” she offered and stood. So far, the visits were all the same. He’d ask her questions and listen to the heartbeat while she lay on the bed. After he measured her growing belly, he would excuse himself and leave with a promise to come by in a month.

Gunnar followed them and stood protectively on the other side of the bed as she raised her shirt, tucking the ends in the elastic of her bra. The healer handed over a rag to cover her leggings. “This gel might be a little cool. I’m sorry.”

“It’s not that bad,” she laughed as he squeezed the tube, making a spot of goo about the size of a half-dollar beside her belly button. The little hand-held wand touched her skin, and he moved it around until the whooshing sound of their cub’s heart came from the speaker on a box he held in his other hand.

The healer did a few more measurements and tucked away his belongings in his worn medical bag. “Everything sounds great. I would like to schedule a time for you to come by the pride to do an ultrasound in about a month.”

A rumble built in Gunnar’s throat, and Anna Claire narrowed her eyes on him. “I think that would be fine. You can put us down on your books for the twenty-fifth at ten in the morning.”

“Sounds great,” Harold replied, ignoring the glare from her mate.

“How about that cup of coffee?” she asked as she righted her clothes and came to her feet.

Harold looked a little weary with Gunnar following them quietly, but Anna Claire liked the panther. He was one of the kindest, most gentle males she’d ever met. Despite the Morgans’ adversity to anyone not in their inner circle, she knew he wouldn’t bring harm to the clan.

“How do you take your coffee?” she asked as she poured three cups.

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