Me Mondays: Avenging the O'Donnell's

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The Right Choice will be released September 23, 2016. It is book II of the Happily Ever After: By Any Means Necessary series. This series is about the lives of established couples and how they deal with worse case scenario issues in their relationship.

This week my WIP sneak peek will be of Avenging the O'Donnells, a interracial wolf shifter. 

Blurb

Ian O’Donnell was the only one to survive the massacre of his family. During the long wait to avenge them he met Nadine and fell in love. With love in his life again, Ian is distracted from his duty after waiting over a hundred years for the chance. Will Nadine be the loophole that will allow him to have love and revenge?

Excerpt:

Ian took a deep breath and returned to main house. Halfway up the stairs muffled screams and doors slamming reached his ears. Images formed in his mind of the monster going room to room dispatching all he found hiding. His distress magnified when he realized they came from his father’s bedroom. Standing in the doorway he could see his father broken body across the room. He moved inside at the sound of a door being torn off its hinges. The monster pulled Emma from the closet and lifted her from the floor by the throat. He knew his horror matched hers when their eyes locked, but for a brief moment he saw relief in her gaze before the light of life faded from them. 

“No!”

Howling his rage, Ian charged the beast with his sword extended. With all his might Ian shoved the blade deep into its back. The monster screamed in apparent pain. Swirling about trying to dislodge the weapon, the beast slung Emma’s body one way then slapped Ian haphazardly across the room the other way. His body crashed to the floor landing on discarded and broken furniture. Pain radiated through his body from head to toe. It was unlike anything he ever felt. He could barely draw a breath.

The monster had managed to remove the weapon. It turned toward him with the blade in his hand. Ian closed his eyes bracing himself as the beast walked to him. The blade pierced his gut swiftly stabbing into the floor beneath him. Surprisingly it did not add much to his discomfort. The monster stood over him just a second the shuffled from the room.

A visual of his father and brothers came to mind. Ian could not avenge them, but he was at peace to die with them. Closing his eyes he prepared for death. His head lifted and rested on something softer than the floor.  Conscious thought slipped away and the pain began to ease.

“In here! He’s in here! Oh my God! Fairy! Quickly!”

Ian gasped and let out a moan when the blade was removed from his body. His eyes flickered open, but closed again.  

“His heartbeat is very faint, but he lives. The O’Donnell’s are good and kind people. Don’t let their line die this horrible way. Heal him, please,” Sean begged.

Fingers touched Ian’s forehead. They were so light he barely registered the sensation, but a rush of heat rolled over his body like a wave at the slight connection. Immediately he drew in a deep breath and his eyes popped open. The pain ceased and his heart beat with new vigor. He felt stronger than he ever had. Sean smiled down at him.  

“My God Ian. The bleeding has stopped. The fairy has healed you.”

Ian scrambled to his hands and knees rushing over to his father’s body. Cradling his father’s head in his lap he looked toward the fairy.

“Can’t you save him too, fairy? He is my father, leader of our clan.” 

She shook her head. “No, Ian O’Donnell, I cannot. It is fate to end here.”

Ian cried rocking his father’s head close to him. Sorrow and frustration filled his screams. After a while he stopped and he laid his father back on the floor, retrieved his weapon, and moved toward the door. 

“Ian, where are you going?” Sean asked.

“I’m going to avenge my family’s deaths,” he replied calmly.

“Ian, no! The fairy has given you a second chance to live. You cannot squander it!”

Ian turned and opened to his mouth to argue his point with his friend, but the fairy’s calm voice stopped his retort.

“Ian O’Donnell, your family line will not die here, but if you chase the beast now you will erase what I have done. I can give you the means to avenge your family, but it will not happen today. The beast thinks he has destroyed your blood line, he must continue to believe it is so. All must believe until the time is right.”

Ian looked at his father’s body again and then to the only mother he ever knew. His heart filled with his loss making hum exhausted with grief. Turning tear filled eyes to the fairy, Ian finally dropped his weapon and fell to his knees beside it.

“What must I do, Fairy?”