Mating Fever
Morgan Clan Bears
Book 3
By
Theresa Hissong
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Dedication:
To the readers:
May we all meet again.
Contents:
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Epilogue
About the Author
Prologue
Gaia started the coffee brewing five minutesbefore the diner opened for the breakfast rush. With the oncomingspring, the people of town were more active. The snowfall she’dgiven them early in the year had been received with excitement bythe little children. It didn’t matter that the adults were agitatedwith the aftermath, because Gaia was in a great mood and wanted togive back to the youth.
New laws had been made over taking care ofher earthly home. New foundations and organizations undertaking themassive amount of waste in the oceans had been announced at thebeginning of the year, and that made her beam with pride. Theyounger generation was finally doing something to restore theEarth’s natural state. It would take many years to undo the sins ofthe past, but at least the humans were on track.
“Are you ready?” she asked Tony, her cook,as he prepared his station for the morning rush. She was in a greatmood and wanted to pay it forward.
Several human males were already in theparking lot. It was five in the morning on a Sunday, and from thelooks of it, they were on their way to a local lake to do somefishing. She smiled as they entered, making a note to keep the airwarm and the sun bright over the water to aide in giving them alittle luck.
“Morning, Gaia!” Several of the men wereregulars, and she already knew what they wanted the moment they satdown. She poured several cups of black coffee and added threecreamers for one of the men.
“Here you go,” she said as she placed thecups. “Everyone want their regular?”
A round of agreements sent her to thekitchen window to inform Tony they were ready to eat. Morecustomers entered as her new waitress, Mara Wood, arrived a fewminutes late. Gaia gave her a scowl, but otherwise left her alone.The poor human was living with a terrible mate, and she knew he’dbeen the one to hold her up that morning. He was also responsiblefor the bruises she kept hidden under long-sleeved shirts and a lotof makeup.
He would get his one day.
After the group of males left to start theirfishing trip, Gaia waited on the three humans sitting at hercounter. “Can I have a blueberry muffin?” a voice she already knewrumbled out behind her.
With a heavy sigh, she turned around to findthe local sheriff and angel, Garrett Lynch, sitting where Mr.Williams had been only moments before. She scooped up the otherman’s payment and entered it into the register, wiping her hands onthe apron she wore.
She hadn’t seen much of the angel lately,and after their little run in last spring at her home, he’d prettymuch left her alone. “What else can I get you, Sheriff?”
He waited until she retrieved the muffinfrom the bakery case to clasp his hands on top of the table. “Ineed to speak to you privately.”
“I’m sure you can see I’m quite busy rightnow, Garrett,” she hedged. With Mara there, she really didn’t needto rush around as much, but she used the excuse anyway. The lasttime they had been alone together, some semi-serious flirting hadgone down, and she wasn’t sure how to take it.
“It’s about your…boys,” he said, loweringhis voice.
The mention of the Morgan bears sent a chillup her spine. The sheriff had no business with them, and he bestkeep his nose out of their daily lives. She narrowed her eyes andleaned over the counter, so her mouth was close to his ear. “Thoseboys are mine, and you best keep them out of your mouth.”
“What I have to say involves your bears,” hereplied with a whisper.
Her eyes swirled like the eye of a hurricaneas the anger over speaking their species out loud in a room full ofhumans brought out her darker side. The grizzlies were the onlyones not known to the humans, and they wanted to keep it that way.“Go to my office.”
The sheriff stood and placed a few bills onthe counter for his uneaten muffin before he strode to the back ofthe diner. Whatever the lawman had to say better be worth himalmost exposing the grizzlies to the humans.
“Mara, can you watch the counter?” Gaiaasked her waitress as she removed her apron. “I’ll be backshortly.” The meeting with the sheriff wouldn’t take long.
She pushed open the door to her office alittle too hard, making the male turn around to see what the noisewas all about. He frowned at her, but Gaia didn’t comment. Shewanted to get down to business and tell the angel to
