The Wolf Wore Plaid
An overprotective wolf meets his
match in the Scottish Highlands of today…
Heather MacNeil has never backed
down from a fight. So when some shady shifters from a neighboring enemy clan
come looking for trouble, she refuses to feed their satisfaction. There’s only
one wolf that makes her go soft…
For packmate Enrick MacQuarrie,
the work as second-in-command never ends—as the feud ignites, clan security is
more vital than ever. But a certain unpredictable, feisty Highland lass is
determined to stand up to the aggressors, and Enrick is equally determined to
protect her.
The action builds as Heather and
Enrick grow closer, but will they be willing to sacrifice their wild friendship
for true love?
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“We’ve heard so much about your
shop that we had to come and check it out,” Robert said, leaning against her
counter.
She didn’t believe him
for an instant. Her phone was sitting on the ledge below the high counter and
out of his sight, so she started to text Ian to see if he could send some
backup, other than her three brothers—Oran, Jamie, and Callum, who would just
as likely kill the men and ask questions afterward—if she needed the help.
The doorbell jingled again, and
she looked up to see who it was, afraid it would be more of the Kilpatricks’
kin. Instead, Enrick MacQuarrie pulled the door closed behind him, and a bit of
relief washed over her. Now he was a welcome sight. Not for his supposed
interest in dating her. That was so far-fetched, she couldn’t believe
Lana would even think it. But Heather knew he would be all protective when it
came to her or any other she-wolf of the MacNeill pack.
She didn’t send the
text message to Ian, figuring Enrick would deal with the Kilpatricks if they
gave her any trouble.
Not that she was totally
reassured. Anything could go wrong, and she sure didn’t want Enrick
hurt either.
He looked so much like one of the
men wearing a New York T-shirt while they waited for their steak pies that he
could have been his double. Ever since Guy McNab had made it big as a film star
in America, Enrick had been mistaken for him whenever he ventured out of the
area.
Enrick was the middle triplet
brother of Grant and Lachlan MacQuarrie, tawny-haired and good-natured—except
if he was defending the pack members or his friends, then watch out. He had a
warrior’s heart, yet Heather had seen a real soft side to him too—playing
tug-of-war with the Irish wolfhound pups, chasing the kids around the inner
bailey in a game of tag, growling as if he were a wolf in his fur coat and
making the kids squeal in delight. She’d seen him playing with his
brothers as wolves and he was totally aggressive then, not wanting either of
his brothers to win the battle between them. And in a snowball fight, he was
the fastest snowball maker and thrower she’d ever seen. If they
played on teams, she wanted him on hers.
So he did let his hair down,
so to speak, with the kids and with his brothers and others. With her? He
clearly thought she was trouble.
At least he was a wolf with a pack friendly to her own, and she smiled brightly at him, glad he was here in case she needed him.
There was no smile for her, his look instead dark and imposing as he glanced from her to the Kilpatrick brothers, still trying to figure out what they wanted to buy. She hoped Enrick wouldn’t start a fight. They had so many customers, and she didn’t want to see a brawl break out in front of them. It surely wouldn’t help business.
Robert pointed to the sign on the
wall listing the kind of pies they sold. “We’ll take a couple of the steak and
kidney pies to go.”
Okay, so
they weren’t causing trouble. Yet. They hadn’t noticed
Enrick’s arrival, and she hoped he wouldn’t cause things to get ugly when the
other men were behaving…for the moment. Enrick was observing them with a
do-anything-I-don’t-like-and-you’ll-die look.
Robert leaned against the oak countertop. “We hear there’s supposed to be a movie filmed at one of the castles nearby.”
As her heartbeat quickened,
Heather’s gaze darted to Enrick’s, and he raised his brows at her. Man, she was
about to give the secret away in that one little glance at him. She knew he
would question her next, once the men left. He could probably hear her heart
suddenly beating way too fast.
“We had a movie filmed at our
castle a few years back, but that’s it.” Heather placed their order with Rush
stamped on it. She’d never used the stamp before, but this was
certainly one of those times it came in handy.
“Not that film. A new one. More
of a…fantasy,” Patrick said, “featuring wolves, even.”
“At the MacNeills’ castle? No,”
she said, shaking her head. She wasn’t lying. Ian MacNeill swore they
would never have another film shot at their castle. At the
time they’d been in dire straits financially, and the only way to
keep the castle solvent was to do the film. Wolf packs had to keep their
identity secret. Having tons of nonwolves traipsing through Argent
Castle and the grounds could be problematic. Her pack had had to send a couple
of newly turned wolves to stay with the MacQuarries, just so the human cast and
crew wouldn’t have the surprise of seeing the newbies shift during the
full moon.
***
Excerpted from The Wolf Wore Plaid by Terry Spear. © 2021 by Terry Spear. Used with permission of the publisher, Sourcebooks Casablanca, an imprint of Sourcebooks, Inc. All rights reserved.
Meet the Author: Terry Spear
A retired officer of the U.S.
Army Reserves, Terry also creates award-winning teddy bears that have found
homes all over the world, helps out with her grandbaby, and she is raising two
Havanese puppies.
She lives in Spring, Texas.
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I’m not sure what seems more intriguing, making a movie in a castle or the wolves. What about you, which do you think?
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A tense little excerpt. Thank you both.
ReplyDeleteLooks intriguing! I love films set in castles.
ReplyDeleteThe Highlands - what a great setting for this sort of story! It sounsd intriguing, too! Thanks for sharing, Mason.
ReplyDeleteI adore the title! And the setting!
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