Joy to the Wolves (Red Wolf #1) - Terry Spear Page 0,136

too much, so he always had a clear head, unlike Timothy. She’d loved Timothy, sure, but he’d had his faults. Enrick did too. Everyone did. So it wasn’t like she would ever end up with Mr. Perfect Wolf, nor was she looking for that.

No one had shown any interest in courting her after Timothy died. It had happened two years ago, and she couldn’t help but feel as though she was being judged for Timothy’s actions, that selecting him for her mate said something about her. She’d considered leaving Scotland and going somewhere else, hating to live with the stigma of what he’d done, though everyone said she was not to blame.

But she couldn’t leave her friends and family behind. Argyle Castle was her home and always had been and always would be. She felt connected to it, to her family, and without it, she would be less than whole.

“I’m fine.” She shrugged. “They didn’t do anything or say anything hurtful.”

“I was just…making sure.” Enrick frowned. “So, a movie is being filmed at your castle again? I thought Ian would never agree to that.” Enrick studied her expression, breathing in her scent. It wasn’t that he was trying to catch her in a lie, but it was just a natural condition of being a part-time wolf.

She was sure she was giving him a ton of mixed messages—concern, anxiety, relief—and he wouldn’t know it wasn’t just because of the Kilpatricks being here “Uh, I’m sure Ian wouldn’t agree to that after the last time. So what did you come in for?”

Enrick looked at the sign featuring the variety of savory meat pies, bridies—Scottish hot pockets smothered in brown sauce—soups, burgers, and baguettes.

“I’ll get the Scotch pie. You know how my pack leader is. Colleen has wanted to try it—beans and chips, smothered in brown sauce. She has been talking about it ever since she heard about them and no one has made them at the castle since she’s been there. Since I happened to be in the area…”

Right. He just happened to be in the area, checking up on her for her brothers. She might suspect someone from her own clan of doing the same thing.

“Good choice. It’s fresh out of the oven.” She sent the order back with a note it was for Enrick MacQuarrie, and a couple of minutes later one of the MacNeill ladies brought it out, boxed up for him, all smiles. All the ladies were interested in the two unmated MacQuarrie brothers, so Heather wasn’t surprised, even though she hadn’t put a RUSH stamp on the order.

Enrick smiled at the lady and she smiled back, blushing furiously, then headed back into the kitchen.

“I’m surprised to see you in here,” Heather said.

“I was surprised to see the Kilpatricks in here.”

“So you came in to protect me.”

“If I hadn’t, Colleen would have had my head.”

“Thank you.”

Enrick paid for the pie but hesitated to leave. “Are you sure a sequel to the film isn’t being made at Argent Castle? After the film came out, the reviews said the scenery and costuming and battle scenes were better than anything they’d ever seen. I always suspected they would make another film there, maybe not a sequel, but another Highland period piece. Or at least try.”

“They had great reviews for good reason. The ‘costumes’ were ours and perfectly authentic. Anyway, no, Ian’s not allowing another movie to be filmed at the castle. Why? If he did, would you want to fight in it?” The MacQuarrie brothers had been having trouble with another clan last time and hadn’t been able to join them. The guys were all about fighting. They hadn’t had a good battle in a while—even if it was just film-making magic—and she was sure the need to fight was in their blood.

He gave her a smirk.

“I thought so.” She chose her words carefully. “You know if it’s in the works, the ones in charge probably wouldn’t want anyone to leak the details until they’re ready to share it with the rest of the pack.”

“Then he is. Great.” Enrick smiled, then frowned. “So how come these guys had some idea it was happening when no one else does?”

She sighed. “I didn’t say it was happening, but if it did, would you sign up to be an extra?”

“If the film is at the MacNeill’s castle? Sure. See you around. And thanks for the pie.”

See you around? To check on her? Make sure she was behaving herself? He was more interested in being