Tully Smith is the mayor and alpha werewolf of a town of weres — all kinds of weres: lions, tigers, bears, and hyenas. Jamie Meacham is the high-priestess of the Coven of the Darkest Night. She and her coven have a symbiotic relationship with the shapeshifters. The weres protect them, and they protect the weres.
I know, this set-up sounds very similar to several other books. But Laurenston has a light and distinctive voice that quickly carried me past that. While a bit prickly, Jamie is not an Anita Blake clone. And Tully is no whiny Richard (thank goodness). At heart the story is about loyalty and family, the one we’re born into and the one we make for ourselves.
Laurenston takes her time developing the characters and the plot before getting to the sex. The pacing is more like a traditional sensual romance than what I expect from Brava, but I liked it. I also like the language she used: direct and explicit but not vulger. And when all was said and done, I believed Jamie’s transformation, and that she and Tully belonged together.