Sweet Wild of Mine by Laurel Kerr

Author:Laurel Kerr
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sourcebooks
Published: 2019-04-11T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Magnus chuckled as Sorcha squeaked and pulled on the ear of the stuffed animal he’d purchased a few weeks ago from the hospital gift shop. He’d been looking for a trinket for June when he’d spied the stuffed grizzly bear. It looked a bit like Frida, so he’d bought it along with a necklace for June. The little bear had immediately taken to the toy. Although her back legs still dragged occasionally when she crawled, the wee beastie was growing feistier by the day. In the wild, it would only be a couple more weeks before she would emerge from the den with her mum.

“Are you ready for your visit with Frida?” Magnus asked. The little cub turned her black eyes on Magnus and let out another high-pitched squawk. She bumbled over to him and used her teeth to pull at his sleeve. The wee whalp loved fabric.

“Aye, you need a bear to play with,” he told her as he gently lifted her up and placed her into the carrier. Bowie and Lou wanted to wait until Sorcha was at least three months old before placing her in the same enclosure with Frida. Although the elderly bear seemed intent on mothering the wee cub, they didn’t want to risk Sorcha getting hurt. If Frida suddenly attacked, no one could stop three-hunrdred-and-thirty pounds of enraged bear, especially not the fifteen pound Sorcha.

Right now, they took Sorcha for evening visits after the zoo closed for the day. They kept the two separated, but it gave the bruins a chance to learn each other’s scent. The daily meeting had become one of the highlights of Magnus’s job. Abby had been begging to join them, but Bowie wanted to limit the number of distractions. And Magnus knew the zookeeper didn’t want his daughter anywhere near the bear enclosure if Frida attempted to attack the wee bairn. Even with the gate separating the bears, watching a full-grown grizzly charge could be a terrifying thing. If the lassie screamed, it would make the situation worse. Even though Frida hadn’t shown any signs of aggression, Bowie was still proceeding slowly with the bruins’ introduction.

Magnus whistled happily as he and Sorcha entered the indoor facility. He removed the blanket he’d draped over the crate. Although Sorcha no longer needed the nursery as warm as she had upon her arrival, she wasn’t ready for the chill of a high-desert winter. Bowie had made sure that Frida’s indoor shelter was set at sixty-five degrees Fahrenheit, which translated to approximately eighteen degrees Celsius. Even after a month and a half of living in the States, Magnus still had trouble adapting to the American measurement system.

Frida must have already smelled Sorcha because she appeared at the opening to her shelter. As she had the last few days, she immediately lay down and pushed her snout through the space between the bottom of the gate and the ground. Although Magnus was not a cuddly sort of bloke, part of him wanted to pet the massive beastie’s head.

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