DAD’S IRISH WOLF SHIFTER FRIEND
AN OLDER MAN YOUNGER WOMAN ROMANCE
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IRISH WOLF SHIFTERS, 1
FLORA FERRARI
CONTENTS
Copyright
Series
A Man Who Knows What He Wants
Bratva Bear Shifters
Lairds & Ladies
Russian Underworld
Irish Wolf Shifters
This Book
Dad's Irish Wolf Shifter Friend
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Epilogue
Extended Epilogue
Series
A Man Who Knows What He Wants
Bratva Bear Shifters
Lairds & Ladies
Russian Underworld
Irish Wolf Shifters
Newsletter
COPYRIGHT
Copyright © 2020 by Flora Ferrari.
All Rights Reserved.
No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.
This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
The following story contains mature themes, strong language and sexual situations. It is intended for mature readers.
A MAN WHO KNOWS WHAT HE WANTS
Book 1: Baby Lust
Book 2: Veteran
Book 3: Built
Book 4: Bambino
Book 5: Rescued
Book 6: Leader
Book 7: Professor
Book 8: Burned
Book 9: Worldly
Book 10: Pistol
Book 11: Policed
Book 12: Driven
Book 13: Lucky 13
Book 14: Lumberjacked
Book 15: Protector
Book 16: Carpenter
Book 17: Italian Stallion
Book 19: Budapest Billionaire’s Virgin
Book 20: Billionaire’s Babysitter
Book 21: Cocky CFO
Book 22: Fireman’s Filthy 4th
Book 23: Mechanic
Book 24: SEAL’s Secret
Book 25: Police, Pooch, and Smooch
Book 26: Fireman’s Fake Fiancée
Book 27: Billionaire’s Virgin Ballerina
Book 28: Bitcoin Billionaire’s Babysitter
Book 29: Veterans Day Daddy
Book 30: Cowboy’s Christmas Carol
Book 31: Police Officer’s Princess
Book 32: Statham
Book 33: Bodyguard
Book 34: Greek God
Book 35: Billionaire Single Dad's Babysitter
Book 36: Mountain Man
Book 37: SEAL’s Justice
Book 38: Royal Romance
Book 39: Doctor Mountain Man’s Special Delivery
Book 40: Crocodile Dan D
Book 41: Mountain Man’s Secret Baby
Book 42: Doctor Bad Boy’s Secret Baby
Book 43: Cop’s Babysitter
Book 44: Nanny for the Cop Next Door
Book 45: Small Town SEAL’s Saving Grace
Book 46: Cop’s Fake Fiancée
Book 47: Billionaire’s Nanny
Book 48: Cowboy’s Babysitter
Book 49: Steamy
Book 50: Brother’s Best Friend
Book 51: Possessive Professor
Book 52: Firefighter’s Babysitter
Book 53: Soldier’s Secret Baby
Book 54: Ward’s Independence Day
Book 55: Doctor Next Door
Book 56: Possessive Policeman
Book 57: Coached by the MMA Fighter
Book 58: Boss’s Babysitter
Book 59: Virgin in New York
Book 60: Rock Star’s Baby
Book 61: Possessive Protector
Book 62: Possessive Australian
Book 63: Best Friend’s Brother
Book 64: Possessive Cowboy
Book 65: Summer Romanced
Book 66: Possessive Prince
Book 67: Lovers’s Enemy
Book 68: Cop’s Best Friend
Book 69: Possessive Firefighter
Book 70: Football Next Door
Book 71: Doctor December
Book 72: Possessive Canadian
Book 73: Blue Collar Billionaire
Book 74: Possessive K-9 Cop
Book 75: Possessive Brazilian
Book 76: Hockey Obsession
Book 77: Possessive Boston Irish American MMA Fighter
Book 78: Halloween Next Door
Book 79: Possessive Russian
Book 80: Baseball Mine
Book 81: Cop’s Caribbean Captive
Book 82: Instalove Island
Book 83: Dad’s Best Friend
Book 84: Thanksgiving with Dad’s Boss
Book 85: Possessive Italian Neighbor
Book 86: Possessive Portuguese
Book 87: Possessive Christmas Cop
Book 88: Russian’s Obsession
Book 89: Possessive Doctor’s Christmas
Book 90: Possessive Parisian Pilot
Book 91: U.K. Boxing Day
Book 92: Jealous Russian Stalker
Book 93: Italian Mountain Man
Book 94: Aggressive Russian
Book 95: Possessive Valentine
Book 96: Possessive Hunter
Book 97: Dad’s Russian Mafia Friend
Book 98: Russian Teacher
Book 99: Australian Obsession
Book 100: Russian Next Door
Book 101: Dad’s Irish Friend
Book 102: Nanny for the Russian Mafia
Book 103: Best Friend’s Dad
Book 104: Basketball Babymaker
Book 105: Possessive Veterinarian
Book 106: Brother’s Fireman Friend
Book 107: Brother’s Canadian Cowboy Friend
Book 108: Summer Vacation with Dad’s Best Friend
Book 109: Dad’s Italian Mafia Friend
Book 110: Dad’s Irish Mafia Friend
Book 111: Dad’s Football Friend
Book 112: Possessing His Dancing Queen
Book 113: Brother’s Cop Friend
Book 114: Halloween With Dad’s Best Friend
Book 115: Claimed By Her Boss
Book 116: Possessive Rider
Book 117: Dad’s Ex-Biker Buddy
Book 118: Possessive Undercover Cop
Book 119: Falling For Her Boss
Book 120: Claiming His Fashionista
Book 121: More Than Dad’s Best Friend
Book 122: Thanksgiving With Dad’s Best Friend
Book 123: Bossy Italian
Book 124: Christmas With Dad’s Mafia Friend
Book 125: Maid For The Italian Mafia
Book 126: Nutcracker
Book 127: Cowboy Cerrone
Book 128: Chef’s Kiss
Book 129: Claimed By The Russian
Book 130: Bought By The Italian Mafia
Book 131: Hot Nerd
Book 132: Dad’s Italian Mafia Boss
Book 133: Mine
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nbsp; Book 134: Taken By The Thief
Book 135: Curves Ahead
Book 136: Her Mafia Valentine
BRATVA BEAR SHIFTERS
Book 1: Dad’s Russian Mafia Bear Best Friend
Book 2: Babysitter For Dad’s Russian Mafia Bear Friend
Book 3: Dad’s Bratva Bear Friend
LAIRDS & LADIES
Book 1: Possessive Highlander
Book 2: Taken By The Highlander
RUSSIAN UNDERWORLD
Book 1: Brooklyn Bratva
Book 2: British Bratva
Book 3: Bratva Billionaire
Book 4: Bratva Babysitter
IRISH WOLF SHIFTERS
Book 1: Dad’s Irish Wolf Shifter Friend
DAD’S IRISH WOLF SHIFTER FRIEND
Keeley Malone is a Mob princess who is none too pleased about being sent to Ireland to stay with her dad’s best friend...until she sees him. She has always loved fairy tales, but this time the princess might just get devoured by the big bad wolf.
Brendan Killanney is happy to wait for the right woman to settle down and dirty with...but when he realizes that woman is none other than his friend’s daughter, he realizes he’s in even more trouble than he thought. As if a brewing turf war wasn’t enough, he also has to deal with a family curse that makes him so much more than just a man...
*Dad’s Irish Wolf Shifter Friend is a SHORT insta-everything standalone instalove romance with an HEA, no cheating, and no cliffhanger.
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CHAPTER 1
Brendan
For fecks sake.
As if I don’t have anything better to do than wait around at the airport all day so I can babysit a Yank kid, now the plane is delayed. I take a seat in the waiting lounge and try not to breathe too deeply. This place stinks. All of these people rushing around set off my senses and as a wolf, my nose is one of the most sensitive parts of my body.
One of. I feel a throbbing in my groin at the thought that I haven’t had a woman for a long time. They don’t interest me much, truth be told, but still a man has needs.
And I am so much more than a man.
Two women walk past me, luggage rattling along behind them, and I see the way they pause and look at me. I ignore them. This is perhaps why I haven’t had a woman in a long time; I’m not the most sociable of people and have never mastered the art of flirting. Their hungry eyes and the smell of lust coming from them just don’t arouse me, although, I notice with a quick glance, at least one of them is attractive. Then I sigh and turn away, knowing I just can’t be bothered with the effort that would have to go into making chit-chat, arranging to meet up, all of that stuff human women insist on doing, and all just for a quick fumble. It doesn’t seem worth it to me.
My uncle Padraic always told me I would know when I met the right woman. We’re wolves, Brendan, he would say. We mate for life. And when you meet your mate, you’ll know. But I’m thirty-two and I haven’t met her yet, so I’m thinking she doesn’t exist. Which is probably a good thing, because the lifestyle I lead would put any sensible woman off.
Thinking about women I wonder idly what this kid will be like and how much of a pain in the ass she is likely to be. I’m still annoyed at Cormac for putting me on babysitting duty when we have so much else going on. The O’Donnell brothers have been turning up the heat ever since their father died and if we don’t nip that in the bud there could be a turf war on our hands. My other brother Aiden is in America on other business, which meant he got to dodge this one.
I mean, just what are we supposed to do with some twenty year old Mob princess who is no doubt spoiled rotten and thinks the world owes her something? Hopefully it won’t be for too long, just until her father has sorted out whatever is going down in New York.
It’s not that we don’t owe him a favor. As one of the heads of the Irish-American Mob, and my childhood friend, Michael Malone is a guy I want to stay on the right side of. He practically mentored me through my teenage years; though not, of course, through the biggest changes. No, Aiden and Cormac are the only ones who would understand about that since Uncle Padraic died.
My brothers and I – triplets – are all werewolves. Thanks to a Druid curse which affects the first son in every generation in the Killanney family, we go full on furry every full moon. And whenever we want to of course, but at full moon we get no choice in the matter. It could be seen as a hindrance, I suppose, but in our line of work the super strength, speed and healing abilities that we retain even in human form come in handy. No one challenges the Killanney brothers.
At least, until the O’Donnell’s came along. I’m of the mind that we show them the extent of our powers and well and truly scare them off, but Cormack is eager that we avoid any turf wars. Not because he doesn’t like a fight –no one fights like Cormac – but because the O’Donnell’s are nasty bastards and don’t care about dragging innocents into gang wars. We’ve been able to keep an uneasy peace in Dublin for over a decade, and everyone but the O’Donnell’s want it kept that way. Of course, they don’t truly understand what they’re dealing with.
I yawn and stretch my legs and am glad when a voice over the loudspeaker announces the plane from New York is finally here. I get up and go over to the doors, waiting for Keeley Malone. Other than the fact that she’s a redhead and presumably looks something like her father, I don’t know what to expect. I haven’t seen her since she was a baby and we flew over for the christening at Michael’s invitation.
I’m hopping impatiently from one foot to the other, watching the passengers come in and looking for a ginger haired girl with a petulant expression.
Then I see her an absolute goddess walk into the airport lounge and I feel my cock twitch instantly in my pants. Lust washes over me. Whoever this woman is, I want her in a way I can’t ever remember feeling so keenly and so instantly.
She has long, tumbly strawberry blonde hair, creamy skin with huge eyes and a luscious mouth and a body that should be illegal. Big, juicy tits that are only just contained in the white shirt she’s wearing, and curves that have curves. Her thick thighs and hips are encased in tight denim that shows off the curve of her waist, and every sway of that full ass makes my cock twitch again. I’m supposed to be looking for Michael’s daughter, but I can’t take my eyes off this woman.
Then she notices me looking and starts walking towards me, I can’t believe my luck as she smiles at me, her lips plump and flushed. As she gets closer I can see how dilated her pupils are and catch a scent of desire from her. Whatever this is, she feels it too. I think of my Uncle Padraic and wonder if this is the one.
My mate. My woman.
Then she stops in front of me and holds out her hand. I realize she’s younger than I first thought; early twenties maybe.
“Brendan Killanney?”
I frown at her, then the truth dawns on me and my mouth falls open. It can’t be, can it?
“I’m Keeley Malone.”
CHAPTER 2
Keeley
Oh my God, he’s even more gorgeous than his picture.
My dad has a photo of himself and Brendan when they were younger. Dad is in his late twenties and Brendan a teenager. Even then he was handsome, but I never expected the fresh-faced boy in the photo would have grown into this absolute hunk of a man. He looks like he sweats pure testosterone. In his tight jeans and dark colored crew neck that clings to every cut of muscle, it’s impossible not to notice how good his body is. This man works out. His dark hair and emerald green eyes make a striking contrast, and that dimple in his chin is to die for. He makes the boys back home look like wimps.
Not that the boys back home would ever come anywhere near me. They’re too scared of my father. Being a Mafia princess isn’t always easy. My father is a big player in the Irish-American Mob and while he has always made su
re that me, my mom and my sisters have as normal a life as possible, some things you can’t ignore. Like the hulking bodyguard that went everywhere with us and the fact that the only kids who would dare be friends with me had fathers in the same game. In many ways I led a sheltered life. Teenage rebellion was something I would have welcomed, but it’s hard to rebel against a man like my father, when everyone is scared of him and there’s literally nothing you could do that would shock him. So mostly I’ve just amused myself with music and shopping, and studying photography. It’s a passion of mine, but what I don’t want is to get work on the basis of my family name.
At the moment though, there’s some serious heat going down with whatever my father is involved in and so while it gets sorted out I’ve been shipped off to Ireland to stay with the Killanney brothers. The youngest – though there’s not much in it as they’re triplets – is Dad’s old mentee, Brendan. I wasn’t very happy about coming to Ireland on my own while my mother and little sisters went to stay with my aunt in Florida, but now I’m starting to rethink that.
Brendan Killanney is hot.
As I walked towards him I could see him looking me up and down with blatant lust in his eyes, and it feels good, so that I put an extra wiggle in my step as I approach him. But as soon as I announce who I am his expression shuts down fast. Damn.
“Nice to meet ya, I’m Brendan,” he says with a thick Irish accent that makes my tummy flutter. It would be even better if he actually sounded like he thought it was nice to meet me rather than looking at me with a now guarded expression. I realize he’s feeling bad for looking at me that way, not knowing who I was, and not for the first time do I wish I was someone other than Keeley Malone. Surely Brendan isn’t scared of my father too? I’ve heard the whispers about the Killanney brothers. Or perhaps he’s just not the sort of guy to lust after his friend’s daughter, which is certainly admirable, but I can’t help feeling disappointed.