Meet Cale Terriot (Character Interview by Nancy Gideon)
Meet Cale Terriot
Character Interview by Nancy Gideon
November 20, 2015
Please tell us your name and a little about your background.
I’m Cale Terriot, new leader of my shape-shifter clan. To become king in the House of Terriot, I had to rise from the least of twelve princes to take the crown, fighting not just to remove our tyrannical father from power, but to claim my childhood love, Kendra, as my queen. But my true struggle is just beginning – to become worthy of both my title and my mate.
What is your greatest weakness?
Pride. Comes with being a Terriot. We love to strut our stuff. It’s all about designer duds, diamonds in our ears, drinking, dancing, fighting and . . . (winks) you know. But that was when I was a prince. Now that I’m king, that arrogance gets in the way of the truce we need to stabilize and strengthen our future. Because there’s a greater enemy outside our clans that we can’t defeat unless we work together.
What obstacles stand in the way of your happiness?
The past. Until I pay my debts, I can’t enjoy my future. That’s why I’m here in New Orleans amongst my enemies, pretending to be who I’m not—Mick Terry, a tattooed brawler tearing his way to the top of an underground Shifter fight club, fueled by the very madness I’m trying to keep from destroying my clan.
What is the worst thing you ever had to do and why did you feel compelled to do it?
As a boy, I stood helplessly beside my father as we slaughtered my mate’s family. Their blood is on my hands. Their spirits are reaching out to me – literally – and won’t let mine rest. To save a good man, I had to do something so terrible the guilt still scars my soul. That shame keeps me from being the man my queen deserves. But how can I make amends when the truth will cost me all I’ve fought for? All I love?
What would you sacrifice to be with your special someone
Everything, right down to my soul. I have and I would. Without hesitation. To protect her, and my family, it might come down to sacrificing my life. I’ll do it gladly . . . once I know I’m leaving her with my heir.
Nancy Gideon is the award winning bestseller of over 59 romances ranging from historical, Regency and series contemporary suspense to dark paranormal, with an Indie horror movie novelization and a couple of horror screenplays tossed into the mix, and is currently testing the “Hybrid author” waters. She works full time as a legal assistant in Southwestern Michigan, and when not at the keyboard, feeds a Netflix addiction along with all things fur, fin and fowl. She’s also written under the pen names Dana Ransom, Rosalyn West and Lauren Giddings.
He feared no man, no foe, no obstacle or challenge . . .
Burdened by the weight of his secrets and his father’s sins, the need for redemption pulls Cale Terriot from his duty to his clan and the arms of his new mate into deadly intrigues in a rival territory. His dangerous masquerade in a high-stakes Shifter fight club is about to be exposed to those who would show no mercy – if he can survive in the ring.
How to protect a prince turned king made pawn?
Fearing she’ll lose her soulmate to the darkness he carries inside, Kendra Terriot, newly made queen in the Shape-shifter House of Terriot, must provide him with an heir in order to save his life . . . and his soul. But first she must risk all to coax him back from the edge of violence inherited with his crown.
Can her love tear him from an unbreakable vow that can only end in death?
He feared no man, no foe, no obstacle or challenge. He’d learned to stand his ground and take it without a wince while growing up with the most to prove in the House of Terriot. Schooled beneath the heavy heel and meaty fists of Bram Terriot, bearing the marks of those lessons scored into his skin and once tender psyche, he understood intimidation better than he did compassion. He’d once indulged in every savagery now expected from him, and would have become a brutal monster walking the same path his father followed if not for two things: The brothers who’d fearlessly stood beside him and the female brave enough to believe his claims.
He owed them. He owed his family prosperous lives without fear and subjugation, where pride wasn’t measured in cruelties. He owed the woman he loved the fulfillment of promises made by a starry-eyed boy. He owed them a future in which they bowed to no one and had no reason to expect the worse from one another. To achieve those things, all he had to do was right the wrongs of the man who’d desecrated the crown he now represented.
All . . .
With a weary laugh, Cale closed his eyes.
His debt. His burden. His to carry and complete alone. No whining about the costs to body, heart or soul. No crying over what couldn’t be changed or repaired. No shirking from sacrifices sure to cost more than he’d ever thought to wager. The blood on his hands would never come clean. There was no forgiveness for his sins—the sins of the father now those of the son. He was lost, but he wouldn’t drag those he loved and respected down with him. Not while he still had strength and breath and opportunity.
He couldn’t save his people hiding on their mountain top. He couldn’t purge his guilt without a willingness to surrender his life.
And he couldn’t protect his mate if he couldn’t provide her with his heir.