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300 pages, Paperback
First published January 18, 2021
“You love me. You already know I love you,” Park said, shaking his head impatiently. “So today I promise, I vow that I know you love me, too. I never doubt it. How could I when I feel it all the time? I feel it when you make me laugh and then watch with that pleased little look on your face. I feel it when you touch me like I’m special and when you can’t touch me anymore bc you’re over-full of sensations, but let me stay by you anyway. I feel so safe in loving you, because I know you love me, too. And it’s the greatest gift of my life.”
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“So if you’re the Moon, fine. I’m the sky. If you’re a human, I’m your wolf. If you’re a prickly, sarcastic, awkward, independent, randy-as-hell, secretly good-hearted porcupine, well, then I’m Oliver Park. Whatever happens next, whoever we are or whoever they think we are, it doesn't matter. Because the way we love is already the stuff of legends.”

- Rich and intricate werewolf lore full of weighty secrets and fascinating reveals
- Romantic suspense with a complex mystery, each building on top of the other to lend a bigger picture
- Fantastic whip smart biting humor that really elevates the storytelling bringing much needed levity to the deeply intense nature of this saga
- Seriously swoony love progression that gets better and better with each installment
- Hot AF sexual tension with equally hot AF smex
- And Oliver …. let me count the many many ways “you turn up my thermometer”. UNF!


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How quickly had the mere background hum of another person's life become such an essential fixture of the house that its absence felt like a robbery?
"Whatever happens next, whoever we are or whoever they think we are, it doesn't matter. Because the way we love is already the stuff of legends."
“Mmm, just wait ’til I teach you the joys of themed anniversaries. Year three is going to knock your socks off,”
“....the way we love is already the stuff of legends.”


What stage of love was it when another person became a habit?Ah this book. This delightful delightful book. Where do I begin?
“You are my favorite part of living,” Cooper whispered. “I’d do anything for you.”Seriously. I'm surprised I didn't die of cavities.
“Responsibility, no,”Cooper agreed. “But in addition to being my partner, my…whatever the opposite of alpha is, the horizon that my first and last thought touches every day, and my hands-down favorite lay, you’re also my best friend, Oliver. And maybe that doesn’t sound as big of a deal because, you know, not a lot of competition. But it’s true. You’re my best friend and you make me feel like I can do anything. I just… I want you to feel that too.”But I'd have loved to see them a bit more domestic. Perhaps that will be shown in the next book(s) because with the amount of sequel baiting that was shoved down my throat, it's unlikely there won't be more story here. The expansion of werewolf lore and increased world building is fascinating. However I'd have been a bit more appreciative of a 'Previously On' prologue before diving into the story. So while this isn't my favorite book in this lovely series it's still a standout book.
“Somewhere downtown like the Regis maybe? Why Mr. Park,” Cooper batted his eyelashes, “are you suggesting some sort of rendezvous at a hotel? I'm a nearly married man, you know.” Park stood, dragging his hands over Cooper's bare skin and leaned down to whisper in his ear. “Mhmmm, so am I. Let’s be bad this one last time and go snoop around a dead blackmailers room.” Cooper smiled. “You know, no one says sweet nothings quite like you.”
“If you wanna leave, I'd support you,” Cooper said abruptly [thinking about leaving the Trust while watching his cat loving on Park.] or about as abruptly as a declaration that you spent the entire night obsessing over could be.
Park was staring at him a little alarmed looking, but mostly confused. “What?” he glanced down at Boogie. “What the cat I had is a passing fling, no need to be the bigger man and step aside quite yet.” Cooper rolled his eyes. “I mean I was thinking about what you said last night.”