Rehabbing the Beast by Abbie Zanders

Author:Abbie Zanders
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Paranormal romance, enemies to lovers, second chance, soul mates
Publisher: Abbie Zanders
Published: 2019-01-16T16:00:00+00:00

FEELING A BIT LIKE someone had just cold-cocked him upside the head, Seth looked at the woman who spoke to him with the tone of a mother scolding a small boy for doing something naughty. Under the power of her cutting gaze, that was exactly how he felt.

Small and deceptively fragile looking, the woman’s hair was a pure, snowy white. She had familiar soft gray eyes and delicate feminine features. The woman could only be Quinn’s grandmother. She was still quite beautiful, a vision of what Quinn would look like in another fifty years.

She glared at him, demanding a response. Seth nodded as the woman cupped her hands around Quinn’s now-pale face.

“Well don’ just stand there, ye great oaf. Fetch me a chair afore the child faints.” Seth heard her, but he was still reeling from what had just happened. The final aftershocks were just fading when Malcolm MacDougal poked his head in.

“Siobhan, Rory’s got the cart waiting out—Jesu! Rory, get in here, boy!” Malcolm’s rich voice and the urgency with which he spoke rang palpably through the room and beyond. In a matter of seconds, a younger version of Malcolm flew into the room. He took one look at Quinn and immediately scooped her up into his arms as if she was a child.

“Don’t worry, Quinn,” he said soothingly. “I’ve got you.”

Rory’s voice held way too much affection, and the sight of him holding Quinn had Seth’s inner beast crouching and preparing for attack.

Others started crowding into the doorway, looking at Quinn then shooting daggers at Seth. The acceptance he found in the pub the night before was lost in their obvious concern for Quinn.

“What did you do to her?” angry voices demanded.

“Nothing. He didn’t do anything to me,” Quinn’s voice called out as she pushed ineffectively at Rory’s shoulder. “I’m fine, Rory. It was just a little dizzy spell from overdoing it. You can let me down now.”

Instead of listening, Rory tighten his grasp. “Not yet, Quinn,” he said quietly as his eyes bore holes into Seth. “You’re shaking like a leaf.”

“Here, give her this.” Someone shoved a glass of brandy into Siobhan’s hands and she lifted it to Quinn’s lips. Quinn put her hand around her grandmother’s and sipped. Within seconds, the color began returning to her face.

“Put her in the cart, Rory,” Siobhan commanded quietly. She had no need to raise her voice, Seth noted. When Siobhan Brennan spoke, the grumbling stopped. Rory nodded, and with one last, scathing look at Seth, left with Quinn in his arms, her head laying against his shoulder.

“Malcolm, if ye can give us a ride, I’d be much obliged.”

“Anything, Siobhan,” Malcolm said, following Rory outside.

“Go on then with the rest of ye,” Siobhan commanded, waving her hand. Like chastised boys they walked sullenly from the room, but their eyes promised retribution.

Siobhan sighed. “Men,” she lamented, shaking her head. “Too much testosterone and not enough brains.”

She crossed the room and regarded Seth, blocking his way when he would have followed Quinn.

“You’re him, are ye no’?”

Seth looked down at her from his much greater height.

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