‘He doesn’t want to play at brother wolves. Romulus and Remus can go take a hike, the romance of their tale is lost on him entirely. (God damn Ree for making him into Scheherezade. For reading him more stories night after night, since drawing him into an intimacy like ropes about his chest and arms. All the fault of Jane Eyre that first day: Ree has woven a whole romance about their reunion, as well as their boyhood amity, and now must replay it constantly. His own Mr Rochester: but Penn remembers, Miss Jane had a few pithy opinions about the man, however infatuated.
But anyway. A three, four mile run? After the night he’s had already?’
-Alex Ankarr, ‘Wolf Runaway’.
It’s been brought to my attention that I’ve failed to update this blog to a scandalous degree! So here it is, my first post in… umm… a while! And the main thing of note happening in my world right now, is that I’ve recently released the second in my Wolf Wars series of werewolf novels. Go check them out at the link above!