Werewolf in a Kilt
(AKA: Heart of the Highland Wolf)
What makes a Scottish hero so special? He’s protective, a warrior, sexy—I mean, not all guys in kilts look great, but when they do, they look GREAT, and at least as far as I like my men, they have a sense of humor.
So what makes him different if he’s a werewolf? How does the Scottish hero change?
Well, there’s this whole shape-shifting issue going on. A Scottish hero might pull his claymore out to fight his enemy. A werewolf in a kilt might just toss the kilt aside and shift into the wolf so he can fight the enemy clan wolf to wolf.
Although in Heart of the Highland Wolf, there’s quite a bit of swordplay going on, too. It all has to do with male testosterone, and the need to possess and protect. There is also the issue of old time clan grudges, which for werewolves who live long lives, it’s really, really personal.
I think blending the past with the present is a neat way to reconnect with the ways of the Highlanders of old yet still bring them up-to-date in modern society. I enjoyed seeing the Scotsman dressed in kilts while I visited some of the castles in Scotland—those who worked at the castles, and one who was taking pictures of a castle and just a tourist like us. Any of them could have been werewolves in disguise. In truth, they might have been.
Werewolves don’t reveal their true side to just anyone.
The biggest difficulty in making a Scottish werewolf is that wolves were long ago eliminated from Scotland. So whereas in the States where we still have them, or wolf dogs even, they don’t have wolves running wild in Scotland. Which makes it hard on werewolves. They have the same difficulty as werewolves living anywhere. If they get caught, they have to eliminate the future threat to them. But at least if someone saw a wolf running wild, if it was in the States, they could assume it was a real wolf someone had at one time owned. In Scotland? That’s a lot harder to explain.
But since wolves did exist in Scotland in days gone by, and werewolves are legend all over the world, it seemed only right that some Scots have a few secrets of their own.
I found Scotland truly magical when I visited, from the haunted ghostly castles (of which I found none) and the fields of green grass by a river where long-haired cattle grazed, and I heard Celtic music playing on the breeze. I thought how it was like a movie scene with an orchestra playing softly in the background as the viewer observed the scene, not really intruding, but adding to the already special atmosphere. Yet when I approached the fence to take a closer picture of the Highland cows, the music stopped. I was disappointed, but after we finished taking pictures, I excitedly asked my companions what they thought of the music. How neat it was to be serenaded like that.
They heard no music. There had been no music. I didn’t need to find ghosts in a much-sighted ghost-filled castle…just next to a field with a few woolly cows, where there were no homes or people for miles around—to feel the magic of Scotland.
So what do you think? Do you still feel that Highlanders are hero enough just like they are? Or would a Scottish hero be just as hot and sexy if he wore a wolf coat under his kilt?
HEART OF THE HIGHLAND WOLF BY TERRY SPEAR – IN STORES JUNE 2011
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
A retired lieutenant colonel in the U.S. Army Reserves, Terry Spear has an MBA from Monmouth College. An eclectic writer with a PW Best Book of 2008 (Heart of the Wolf), she writes paranormal romance as well as historical and true life stories for both teen and adult audiences. Spear lives in Crawford, Texas. For more information, please visit www.terryspear.com.