Bear Shifters: Hunt Collection #1 by Ava Hunt Read Free Book Online Page A

"But soon."
     
    "Okay. You'll need to let us know as soon as you conceive, so we can start your regular checkups and monitor the cubs. Now say ahh.'"
     
    Doctor Sands did a thorough check-up on her, including her heart rate, breathing and blood pressure. Then Doctor Theresa Handel came in, snapping on rubber gloves.
     
    "Go on and lie back, and put your feet up here. This isn't going to hurt, but it isn't going to feel good. Just relax," she said.
     
    Jeneva emerged from the exam unscathed but deeply violated. She sat in the front office and waited for the results.
     
    "The first time's always a pain," Misty commiserated with her. "It doesn't get better, but it doesn't get worse either."
     
    "Eh. Thanks," Jeneva mumbled.
     
    The doctors came out together. Doctor Sands held a long sheet of paper and Doctor Handel had a smile on her face. "It looks like you're all clear to mate, Jen," Doctor Sands said.
     
    "Wait, what?" Jeneva stood up.
     
    Doctor Handel explained, "Now that we've done a thorough exam on you, it turns out the defective trait is benign in you. It came back OC negative. You and Rayner can have cubs with no problems."
     
    Misty was on her feet clapping, "Jeneva, that's great!"
     
    Jeneva threw the doctors into a bear hug, "Oh my god, thank you!"
     
    The doctors laughed awkwardly. "Sure thing, Jen. Go home to your husband."
     
    "Thanks again," Jeneva called. "See you at the bar, Misty!"
     
    "Bye Jeneva! Congratulations!" Misty waved.
     
    Jeneva called Jaime up and he met her at the front. "I'm all clear!"
     
    She shouted while she got back into the truck.
     
    "Wait, how?" Jaime was confused.
     
    "They had it wrong! It was benign in me from the beginning! They just needed to do better tests on me."
     
    "Jeneva, I'm so glad!" Jaime bear hugged her. "Let's go share the good news!"
     
    "Okay!" Jeneva strapped her seatbelt in. "To the bar!"
     
    The lunch crowd was at The Big Dipper. The Nuñez brothers, Mary Totham, Sabina Fleischman, and George were all there. Jeneva ran up and gave George a hug.
     
    "What was that for?" George peeled her arms away.
     
    "I can mate! I don't have the defective trait," Jeneva stood up on the bar. "Everyone, I have an announcement! I don't have the genetic defect! I'm going to stay here and have cubs with Rayner!"
     
    A cheer went up from the bar patrons. Everyone got in line to give her a hug and pat her on the shoulders.
     
    "Hey, let me get you a beer, hun! I'm so happy for you!" Mary Totham ordered a round for Jeneva and her brother. "You and Rayner are the perfect match. We knew it ever since that night, right boys?"
     
    "Oh yeah," Carlos Nuñez agreed. "No one fights that hard for someone they don't want to bed!"
     
    "Exactly!" Dakota Nuñez leaned on his brother's shoulder. "If you hadn't mated with him, one of us would have had to, just to get him to settle down and stop being such a hardass!"
     
    "Promise us you'll make a tame Bear out of that one? I'm tired of cleaning up after his fights," Mary pleaded.
     
    "I promise," Jeneva boasted. "No more fights. You have my word."
     
    George leaned over the bar, a shadow over his face. Jeneva ducked away from the crowd to put her arm around his shoulders. "What's wrong? Aren't you happy for me?"
     
    "Yeah, I am Jen," George said. His face was plaster white. Jeneva thought she'd never seen him look so stiff and awkward before. "You made quite the show. The bar is buzzing because of it."
     
    "I'm just in a good mood! It's totally different than last month, when everyone was consoling me on being alone for the rest of my life."
     
    "That was an interesting day," George turned back to his beer.
     
    Jeneva left him alone and celebrated with the other Bears. Then she and Jaime left for home.

Chapter Eight
     
    George sat around in the bar. All the patrons left as the lunch hour ended.
     
    Marcus came over, wiping down a beer glass. "Do you want another soda, George, or...?" He looked at George. The kid