Author: T.J. Klune
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Release Date: June 20, 2016
Page Length: 400 pages
Reviewed by: Renée
Heat Level: 2.5 flames out of 5
Rating: 4.7 stars out of 5
Ox was twelve when his daddy taught him a very valuable lesson. He said that Ox wasn’t worth anything and people would never understand him. Then he left.
Ox was sixteen when he met the boy on the road. The little boy who talked and talked and talked. Ox found out later the little boy hadn’t spoken in almost two years before that day, and that the little boy belonged to a family who had moved into the house at the end of the lane.
Ox was seventeen when he found out the little boy’s secret and it painted the world around him in colors of red and orange and violet, of Alpha and Beta and Omega.
Ox was twenty-three when murder came to town and tore a hole in his head and heart. The boy chased after the monster with revenge in his bloodred eyes, leaving Ox behind to pick up the pieces.
It’s been four years since that fateful day—and the boy is back. Except now he’s a man, and Ox can no longer ignore the song that howls between them.
TJ Klune hates us. Wookie Cry Face, he says. We’ve heard him warn us of Wookie Cry Face. I say BRING IT. I ain’t skeered of no effin Wookie Cry Face! I’ve tackled your Wookie Cry Face before, TJ. I am undefeated!
But after this book?
Seriously one of the worst book hangovers ever. In the best possible way. Damn him.
Ox is sixteen when he meets his future – the family just down the road. Ten (soon to be eleven-year-old) Joe climbs on his back and takes him home. And his fate is sealed.
Ox has never felt like he was worth much. But he is so, so special. Joe’s family (now Ox’s family) knows it. Ox’s mother knows it. Ox’s work family knows it. Joe, especially, knows it.
TJ takes us through many years of Ox’s life. There is heartache. First because of love unrequited.
“And I’ve been waiting,” Joe said. “For him to look at me like I looked at him.”
And then we get some cute and some happy. And some wolves!
Three years. One month. Twenty-six days.
TJ’s not done yet.
“As long as it takes for you to decide to run again.”
“….please don’t make me leave.”
I don’t want you to think it’s ALL crying and shredding of your heart. TJ will put you back together. But it’ll have about 57,836 Bandaids on it after. Just sayin’.
Ox finds out about unexpected family. And unexpected strength. Pack doesn’t have to mean wolf. That he is worth it. He’s worth everything to some people. Especially his tornado. His Joe.
“I would always choose you. I don’t care if it’s a biological imperative. I don’t care if it’s some destiny. I don’t care if you were made specifically for me. It doesn’t matter. Because I would choose you regardless.”