Every time the werewolves come back I get super excited. I may or may not be completely in love with Clay.
Which would make him scowl and hate my guts if he was a real person. (There are probably some psychological issues of my own that I need to work out if I actually fall for people like that in real life.)
What I like the most about him is his love for Elena and how it’s so steady even when they are fighting. …So that really doesn’t lend to my theory that I have a problem then.
Plus I love that he’s sarcastic as fuck. He’s more of a kindred spirit than a potential love interest for me then.
…I realize what I’m writing sounds completely insane because he’s a fictional character, but these are the things I think about. So fuck off.
So, this book is about the pair of them hunting down mutts in Alaska. But not just mutts, crazy Russian mutts who are known rapists and sadists.
Not to mention there is a werewolf living in the woods with a wolf pack. A legit animal wolf pack, not just a werewolf pack.
And this crazy half man half wolf half bear (wait…that’s too many halves…) attacking things in the woods as well.
Shit gets crazy and I loved it.
Constant vigilance.
The Deranged Librarian 