“Don’t get all wolfy on me, mate. I’m not ready for children yet. There’s too much work to be done.”
“Wolfy?” Sean asked, pulling her against him as he wrapped an arm around her waist and kissed her neck. She giggled, and the others laughed.
“We’ve awakened a sleeping lion,” Brennan stated.
“Don’t be so scared. My father taught me well,” Ava teased then took another bite of her toast as her men remained nearby.
* * * *
Sean, Pat, Kyle, Mick, and William stood watching in awe as their mate won over every individual on the board and in the pub Shenanigan’s in a matter of an hour. The beer mugs were never empty, and the music was playing loudly as a group of patrons pulled out their instruments and began to jam right there at a table in the corner of the pub. William loved that about Ireland and Irish bars. They were all going to enjoy their new life in Ireland and of course their woman.
Ava cheered the crowd again and walked over toward them, smiling wide as she greeted each of them with a long, sensual kiss that made them hot and filled with desire.
“You look damn sexy, woman. I’m impressed with your business skills,” William stated as she made her way to him next.
“I told you not to worry about anything, Willy. My father taught me the ropes years ago, and now with my ideas and gut instincts we should be able to build this empire back up,” Ava stated.
“You know that we have meetings to attend with the Circle and of course you are going to have to pick a second to be in line of the throne for the Order?” Mick added next to her and William.
She stared at all of them a moment then smiled.
“I have already chosen my second. All of you will be in line of power beside me. After all, you know more about the Order, the responsibilities, and function than I do.”
“I’m not certain you can do that,” Pat stated.
“Oh, I can. I spoke with Samantha and Lord Crespin today. They’ll be arriving in a few days and we are going to be making some much-needed changes. I am going to be adding some responsibilities to Fagan pack, Fennigan pack, and Dolberg as well. They are magnificent men and not too hard on the eyes either, so I’d love to keep them around,” Ava teased.
“Oh really,” Pat stated as he pulled her from William’s side and lifted her up and against him.
“I think someone is getting way ahead of herself and forgetting that she is mate to five Alpha wolves.”
“Oh, I’m not forgetting that. I love you all very much and look forward to working very hard to maintain our bond.”
“How hard?” Mick teased as he caressed her ass while leaning against her and kissing her neck. She warmed at their touch, closing her eyes and moaning softly.
“I love the sound of the music playing. I love the sounds of laughter, the friendly and close-knit atmosphere of the pub, don’t you?” Ava asked as she looked around the pub.
“It will take some getting used to, but we certainly love you, Ava, our Irish Jewel and our mate forever,” Sean stated, and they all smiled.
“Hey, you guys, join in now and come over here. Save that loving for later!” Brennan stated as another song began and the patrons started to sing.
* * * *
Ava smiled wide as she looked around at all the faces, especially her men. People both new and old in her life surrounded her as well as other humans who might not even have a clue that wolves lived amongst them. But Ava knew, and she no longer feared the intensity of their abilities to shift, the power, magical and stronger than any human force she knew existed. She was on a mission to make a difference in this world, to regain her life back and to lead the O’Brian clan as they continued to battle against evil, both human and inhuman. She felt capable of anything, especially with her wolves by her side. She paused a moment and thought about her father, Patrick.
I love you, daddy. I miss you dearly and I promise to make you proud.
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
People seem to be more interested in my name than where I get my ideas for my stories from. So I might as well share the story behind my name with all my readers.
My momma was born and raised in New Orleans. At the age of twenty, she met and fell in love with an Irishman named Patrick Riley Dwyer. Needless to say, the family was a bit taken aback by this as they hoped she would marry a family friend. It was a modern day arranged marriage kind of thing and my momma downright refused.
Being that my momma’s families were descendents of the original English speaking Southerners, they wanted the family blood line to stay pure. They were wealthy and my father’s family was poor.
Despite attempts by my grandpapa to make Patrick leave and destroy the love between them, my parents married. They recently celebrated their sixtieth wedding anniversary.
I am one of six children born to Patrick and Lynn Dwyer. I am a combination of both Irish and a true Southern belle. With a name like Dixie Lynn Dwyer it’s no wonder why people are curious about my name.
Just as my parents had a love story of their own, I grew up intrigued by the lifestyles of others. My imagination as well as my need to stray from the straight and narrow made me into the woman I am today.
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