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“No, he’s teaching today. He’s on campus until four.”

“All right. This is us, then,” I said. “Stay here.”

“It’s fine,” Beau said as I hurried across the kitchen. I pushed open the door and peeked my head out. I found Tate right there.

“Tate, there are trays and trays of things in here. I’m going to take Beau over to the clinic really quick for some side pains.”

“Is he all right?” Tate asked. He looked concerned, which was understandable. Beau wasn’t due for another month.

“Probably. And he’s going to fight me about it, but I just want to make sure. We’ll be back.”

Tate nodded. I turned back to Beau, and he was standing there with one hand on his side and the other on the table as if it were the only thing holding him up.

I hurried over to him and noticed he’d suddenly gone pale. “Okay, maybe to the clinic.”

I nodded. I wasn’t even going to try to walk him over there. I just thought about the clinic, and we were suddenly there, standing just in front of Owen. I was grateful my magic seemed to work perfectly. Owen seemed surprised to see us though.

“He needs to see Dr. King. He’s having pains, and I don’t know if they’re contractions or not, but he’s struggling.”

“He’s in with a patient. I can get Dr. Kennedy though. He’s in his office.”

I nodded. It didn’t matter who he saw, just that he needed to see someone. Dr. King might be better, but right now, his One would work in a pinch.

Owen started down the hallway and was back seconds later with Dr. King right behind him. There was another couple with him, and they were talking until Dr. King spotted us.

“Which one of you?” Dr. King asked.

“Beau,” I said. Dr. King started toward us, but before he could reach us, he and Beau disappeared.

“I’ll get the ultrasound scheduled for the two of you, if you’d like,” Owen said to the couple. “Lewis, you can go back, I’m certain. Dr. King’s room is the one on the right.”

I nodded. I’d been there before, but I didn’t know if Beau would want me here with him. I found the room with the door cracked open, and I peeked my head in.

“Do you want company? Should I go get Roman?” I asked.

“He’s not happy at the moment and is waiting to hear what’s going on. He’s in the middle of giving a test though.”

I nodded. Of course he was. “Did you want me to come in or wait out there?”

“In. I need you to hold my hand.”

I hurried over to Beau and grabbed his hand and gave it a tight squeeze. Dr. King’s hand was still glowing while it hovered over Beau’s stomach. “Have you done anything strenuous lately? Are you carrying around Cooper? Get overly active in the bedroom?”

Beau shook his head. “No. Cooper is too independent to be carried anymore, and I’ve been too tired to get overly active with Roman lately. I’m big and uncomfortable.”

Dr. King’s hand stopped glowing, and he smiled at Beau. “The baby is fine. No contractions are registering, but your baby is head down now.”

Beau sighed. “That’s good to hear. Does that mean I can tell Roman everything is fine? That’s probably why it felt like he was turning over in there.”

Dr. King nodded. “Yes, please tell your alpha mate that everything is perfect. The baby is on the larger side, but he’s still only around seven pounds. You have a month yet to go, and everything is tracking perfectly.”

Beau grinned and squeezed my hand. I looked at Dr. King while Beau used his bond to calm his mate down. “Dr. King, is that something I’m going to need to worry about?”

“Your baby will eventually turn if she’s not already facing down. They usually do it about a month out for most paranormals. Foxes are different since their gestations are so much shorter. Some babies develop mostly in that position, and it’s not an issue. Beau’s little guy has been stubbornly upright and face out. He’s now head down, and his back is outward, exactly how he needs to be to be delivered with the most ease.”

I nodded. I had no idea about any of that, but if that’s what the doctor said needed to be done, then so be it.

“What’s with his side though?”