Releases September 11, 2012
Source: Review copy provided by Vivian Arend for review.
Vivian Arend did it again with writing another book I couldn’t put down. I am falling in love with the Takhini wolves. In this story both Chase and Shelley are considered outcasts and flawed but to each other they discover they are perfect just the way they are.
Shelley is Caroline’s younger sister who has never been able to shift. As a child she was treated horribly by the pack. She escaped to the south and became a vet/shifter doctor. Now she is back on her own terms and won’t be bullied this time. Even with her big sister trying to fight her battles for her.
I really enjoyed Chase’s world. It was really unexpected to me. Chase is a crossbred so he lives out in the bush where he only comes to town for supplies once a year and miles away from his closest neighbor. He is used to his quiet life and it is about to get distrubed. On his way to town he gets an injury from a shifter that won’t heal. Call in the sexy Dr. Shelley!
I like when Chase takes Shelley into the bush to find the shifter who infected Chase. There are so many adventures for the two of them with sexual tension on the rise. I really liked some of the characters living in the bush that invades Chase’s quiet home when danger comes calling. Frank, Delton, and Jones who does not have much to say are just a few.
Evan and Caroline’s relationship is still very hot between the sheets but still not mates. I want to know where that is going because I like them both. They make me laugh.
However, the one to steal the show in the book was Enigma, the cutest kitten in the world making the strongest men her personal playthings. Some of the funniest scenes for me were the ones where Enigma is with Chase or Evan. Hilarious!
If a tree falls in the forest, duck…
Takhini Wolves, Book 2
Life in isolation is the safest place for Chase Johnson, a crossbreed who doesn’t know which form he’ll assume next—cougar or wolf. Once a year, his unelected position as spokesman for the Yukon outcasts forces him to visit civilization. This time he runs across someone unexpected. She’s not his mate, but she pushes all the right buttons.
There’s definite electricity between her and Chase, but sex with fellow shifters and the inherent mind games got old a long time ago. Ignoring him seems best. When he shows up at her office with a wound that won’t heal, she’s stuck—yet drawn to solve this medical mystery.
As they journey deep into outcast territory in search of answers, their powerful sexual attraction crumbles her resistance. But time is of the essence. If a cure can’t be found before his human and cougar succumb to his injury, he—and others like him—will die.
Warning: Contains a silver-tongued, hairy-chested, lean-muscled Alpha who’s got what it takes to lead in the wilderness and in the bedroom. Yeah, I know…not really much of a deterrent, is it? Throw in continuing territorial wars and a domestic cat. Stir and enjoy the chaos.
Favorite Scene:
It’s taken years for Shelley Bradley to gather the courage to return to her home pack. In spite of being the lowest of the low—a shifter who can’t shift—she’s determined to make a place for herself as the Whitehorse locals’ new vet-slash-doctor.
There’s definite electricity between her and Chase, but sex with fellow shifters and the inherent mind games got old a long time ago. Ignoring him seems best. When he shows up at her office with a wound that won’t heal, she’s stuck—yet drawn to solve this medical mystery.
As they journey deep into outcast territory in search of answers, their powerful sexual attraction crumbles her resistance. But time is of the essence. If a cure can’t be found before his human and cougar succumb to his injury, he—and others like him—will die.
Warning: Contains a silver-tongued, hairy-chested, lean-muscled Alpha who’s got what it takes to lead in the wilderness and in the bedroom. Yeah, I know…not really much of a deterrent, is it? Throw in continuing territorial wars and a domestic cat. Stir and enjoy the chaos.
Favorite Scene:
Evan wasn’t sneezing anymore, which Caroline figured was a good sign. He’d placed his paws up on the desktop and took an experimental sniff of the moving pile of fabric. Enigma was still playing happily in Evan’s shirt.
The pile stopped moving, and the tiny black head popped out a bit at a time. The little pink nose wiggled furiously. Then the muzzle, and the rest of the creature appeared as he crawled out the neckline of Evan’s shirt.
Evan sniffed.
Enigma meowed.
The kitten pounced, his tiny body landing on top of Evan’s forehead, legs wrapping around the wolf’s muzzle. For a moment Caroline thought Evan was going to toss his head to throw the offending creature into the air, but the big bad alpha remained absolutely still and allowed the tiny thing to scramble to a more solid perch.
Directly on top of his head.
If a wolf could sign with exasperation? That was the noise Evan made as he cautiously made his way to the couch and crawled onto it without distrubing his passenger. Caroline grabbed the files she needed and sat in the easy chair to the side, going through the information Evan had requested. All the while he was pinned in place by Enigma, who found a spot of sunshine on Evan’s neck, curled up and promptly fell asleep.
