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    Bear-ly Pregnant
    Bear-ly Pregnant
    Bear-ly Pregnant
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    Bear-ly Pregnant

    By M.L. Briers and A.B. Lee

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    One drunken night that Declan didn't even remember and all hell had broken loose.

    Declan didn't do well around people. He'd gone into town for supplies and his once a week trip to Maisie's bar for a good meal and some booze and had woken up the next morning in a tourist's cabin, alone, and with the scent in the air that woke his brain up fast. 

    He knew one thing for sure - that he needed to find her.

    Out of the frying pan and into the fire, Lucy had been an idiot, and then an even bigger one by going off with her shifter guide into the middle of nowhere alone. Her troubles were only just beginning when a revelation sets into motion something that will put Declan under a death sentence.

    A growly bear shifter, a feisty human, a sarcastic vampire, and danger at every turn, but can they find their happily ever after?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherM.L. Briers
    Release dateApr 28, 2018
    ISBN9781386727354
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      Loved it, quick read, funny characters and a satisfying ending. Perfect ?
      Tho, I wouldn't mind a certain vampire to find his own mate, and more scenes of the bear family ?
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    Book preview

    Bear-ly Pregnant - M.L. Briers

    CHAPTER ONE

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    Declan was at least three shots shy of getting out of the grunting stage and actually speaking to anyone, including the guy pouring his Scotch. Mick, the bartender, didn’t take any offense, he was used to Declan taking time to warm up to anyone.

    Once a week the bear shifter ventured down the mountain to get supplies, then he had a huge steak dinner, and spent the evening drinking at the bar while eating Maisie’s special spiced fries with mayonnaise on the side, before he slept it off in the back of his pickup truck and disappeared back up the mountain again the next day.

    He had a routine, and he liked to stick to it, and so he wasn’t best pleased to find that the bar was packed with tourists, and it wasn’t even the summer season yet. He was a little more gruff than usual when he had to wait for a refill of his shot glass.

    When Mick finally made it to his end of the bar with the bottle of Scotch and an apologetic look, Declan snatched it out of the man’s hand.

    Just leave the bottle and put it on my tab, he growled over the noise of the crowd, Mick just nodded. Nope, Declan hadn’t warmed up to anyone at all yet.

    Please. The smoky tone of her voice near his ear made the shifter scowl and his muscles tense as he snatched his head around to see who it was that had dared to speak to him before he’d gotten into the right frame of mind, and he came face to face with a woman who looked like a schoolteacher.

    Her long auburn hair was pulled back at the nape of her neck with some kind of a tie. The thick black band of the Mr. Magoo glasses that she wore perched on the end of her nose screamed librarian, and the thick woolen sweater on top of another one said she was human and felt the cold.

    Those three things were enough to make him want to go and bury his head in a snow bank. He’d never been into schooling – he hated to read – and humans brought him out in a rash, or at least it felt as if they did.

    He didn’t need to be around anyone who was whiny or needy right then, and human females tended to be both of those things. Oh sure, they needed different things, but they were all still the same.

    Declan snorted his contempt for her, even when his length started to strain against the restriction of his jeans. He’d been too long without female company in his bed, but he’d sworn off that too.

    My stool, go find another, he grumbled into his glass as it hovered in front of his lips, and then he tossed the fiery liquid down the back of his throat and felt a little bit better about the world as the alcohol added to the rest inside of him and eased that pressure of being a bear shifter in a human world.

    That’s not very polite, she said back on a scowl. Besides, I don’t want your stool, but you don’t have to be so rude to everybody. She berated him, and for one long moment, he felt like a cub being berated by his elders and betters once more.

    Lady... move along, Declan growled a little for her benefit – just enough to let her know what she was dealing with.

    Wolf or bear? She asked, raising her eyebrows even though she wasn’t really surprised to hear that growl.

    His size and build said bear – his attitude said shifter.

    Does it matter? Declan growled as he poured himself another drink and tried to ignore her, ignore his beast that had raised its head with interest.

    Well, if you’re a wolf then you’re more inclined to share from that bottle of yours, if you’re a bear then you’ll want to keep it all to yourself, she offered back, and there it was, the woman was a shifter groupie.

    Declan couldn’t help feeling a little disappointed, and yet, he didn’t have a clue as to why. He should have known what she was, although, he’d give her brownie points for not dressing like one.

    He wasn’t interested in her – not talking to her – not spending time with her – and definitely not having her on the end of his length.

    I’d hate to disappoint your view of my kind, he said, snatching up the bottle and putting it on the other side of his glass away from her.

    Figured, she muttered as she turned back towards the barman and raised her hand to try to get Mick’s attention once more, but the man was single-handed, and the bar was packed.

    Declan tossed another shot down the back of his throat and tried to dismiss the school teacher. With so many humans packed inside the bar, he wasn’t about to try to scent the air – even if he was a little curious about how she smelled.

    Lavender probably, he told himself with a huff. Didn’t all teachers and librarians smell of lavender?

    He necked another shot, just managing to swallow it before the elbow in his back made him want to rip someone’s head off. His large hand hit the countertop and his basket of spicy fries jumped into the air. Basket, fries, and Maisie’s special mayo sauce all ended up in his lap.

    He growled long and hard, and the almost overwhelming need to put his fist in some jerk’s face washed over him. There was an obligatory apology from close behind him, and he cursed that the guy had manners, because now he couldn’t exactly fist the man’s shirt with one hand and use him as a one-handed punch bag for the other.

    Tonight was not his night. Tourists, idiots, and schoolteachers. Just his damn dumb luck.

    Declan swiveled on his stool and brought his long, thick, muscled legs around towards the schoolteacher – the sound of a wicked, somewhat dirty sounding chuckle greeted his ears, and his eyes snapped up to Mrs. Magoo as she stared down at his mayo splattered groin and grinned.

    Premature ejaculation problems? It wasn’t just her chuckle that sounded dirty to his ears, so did her voice, and when he snapped his eyes back up to her face – she raised her soft brown eyes to his, and he felt his length harden even more.

    Yeah, I’m real pleased to see you, he growled back, snatching up a napkin and grumbling another growl to himself as he started to clean up the mess.

    Ha! No chance, friend – you guys aren’t my type, she shot the words back at him so fast that he knew it wasn’t a lie.

    Declan had to guess that she liked wolves then. That actually made his life easier, and yet, he couldn’t help feeling a little disappointed in her attitude and her choices.

    He screwed up the napkin in his hand and tossed it on top of the bar before he fisted the bottle, and held it up in front of her.

    In that case, drink? He asked, and her eyes flared with what looked like amusement and appreciation for all things Scotch. Just then Mick appeared on the other side of the counter.

    What can I get...? the barmen started.

    Nothing, the ladies good! Declan growled back, and Mick didn’t wait around to debate it. She held out her empty glass, and he poured.

    Declan, he offered.

    Lucy, she said, and he nodded just once. She even had a schoolteacher name. To the Scotch. She said, raising her glass to him.

    To the Scotch!

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    Declan turned over in bed and pushed up with his elbow. Something hard and immovable smacked against his temple,

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