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202 pages, Paperback
First published April 20, 2012
Dylan look up through the broken green canopy, weighed his own heart, and concluded that he liked that mixture, that just-right combination of controlled chaos and undisciplined order: mundane and exotic, safe and risky, domesticated and wild. He didn't have to choose one or another extreme. He could choose balance for his home. He could be a good architect, a caring brother, a tender lover, a man who planned for the future and saved for a rainy day. But he could also be a wolf who ran and hunted in the dark forest, a guy who took risks and gave things a shot, even when he knew they probably wouldn't work out.
“Just because you have Y chromosomes doesn't mean you can't tell each other how you feel, Dylan. Your penises won't fall off if you do.”
A werewolf architect? Can it be.. a good story?![]()


“I thought you were one of those hipster assholes who says he wants to grow his own food but faints dead away the first time he realizes there ain’t no artisan falafel in the entire county.”