An Heir for the Billionaire Werebears(17)

The boys had set up a huge nursery for our baby. We had three nannies, one per 8-hour shift, but they barely had to lift a finger. I spent all my time with my baby, utterly entranced by her sweet little eyelashes and her rosebud mouth. While she was nursing, she needed me.

When she was 6 weeks old, I went back to work via telecommuting. I found that the managing director that the boys had found had completely run things in my absence. I turned everything over to her, and I relaxed completely. I spent my days playing with my little one. I was delighted when she was strong enough to roll over and hold her head up. She was a precocious little girl, getting stronger far faster than a human baby would.

One night, I woke up to a scream.

Terrified that someone had stolen her, I ran to the nursery. There was a baby bear cub in her crib.

I guessed that the boys hadn't told the nannies what kind of household this was.

"Shh, it's ok," I said. We were going to have to send her to counseling.

Xavier and Asher came in.

"Wow! This is early for this kind of thing." Asher picked up our little cub and cuddled her, rubbing her tummy. She snarled at him, showing her little teeth. Instead of the few teeth that she should have had as a human baby, she had a full set of teeth.

For the first time, I saw my bear-mates shift. It was instantaneous. One moment, they were hot men, billionaires in Zegna suits. The next, the suits were shredded, and there were two enormous bears in the nursery.

The nanny fainted quietly in the corner. We would be paying a lot for her therapy.

The little baby cub, now on the ground, scampered through the house. Someone had opened the door to our back patio, and she ran out there. If she were a human baby, I would be terrified for her on the stairs. She wasn't strong enough.

As a bear cub, she confidently trotted down the steps and headed for a swim in the outdoor pool, which was bigger than the indoor one.

My heart was in my mouth as I watched her paddle around in there, and her fathers joined her, splashing around, having fun. I knew they would keep her from drowning.

This was not the kind of family scene I had never imagined for myself, but I was happy. I had a healthy baby and two loving fathers. Our family was safe and secure.