The Wolven [NOOK Book]

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Someone—or something—is systematically murdering the members of Danyon Stone's werewolf pack. As Alpha, he knows that finding and punishing the murderous entity is his responsibility, and he's not about to rest until he sees justice done. But to stop the slayings he has to accept help from the most unlikely source—a wickedly sensual mortal woman.

Mystic-shop owner Shauna MacDonald has a special interest in the recent string of otherworldly ...

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Overview

Someone—or something—is systematically murdering the members of Danyon Stone's werewolf pack. As Alpha, he knows that finding and punishing the murderous entity is his responsibility, and he's not about to rest until he sees justice done. But to stop the slayings he has to accept help from the most unlikely source—a wickedly sensual mortal woman.

Mystic-shop owner Shauna MacDonald has a special interest in the recent string of otherworldly deaths. As the Keeper of the werewolves, it's her duty to guard and protect the packs. Working by Danyon's side to stop an unknown killer—and trying to deny the potency of their illicit attraction—poses a threat to her heart unlike any she's ever known, ;and if she becomes the killer's next target, it could be the death of her….

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781426876240
  • Publisher: Harlequin
  • Publication date: 12/1/2010
  • Series: Keepers Series , #101
  • Sold by: Barnes & Noble
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 288
  • Sales rank: 344,042
  • File size: 544 KB

Meet the Author


Award-winning and best-selling author, Deborah LeBlanc, is a business owner, a licensed death scene investigator, and an active paranormal investigator. She’s the President of the Horror Writers Association and Mystery Writers of America’s Southwest Chapter. Deborah is also the founder of the Literacy Challenge, a national campaign that encourages more people to read and Literacy Inc., a non-profit organization whose mission is to fight illiteracy in America's teens.
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A thin pink line across light brown flesh. She'd cut herself…again.

Shauna MacDonald looked up from the palm she'd been reading and into the wide, bright eyes of its owner, Lurnell Franklin. Lurnell was a large Creole woman in her mid-thirties with an affinity for spandex and a rock-solid determination to be married before she hit forty. She visited A Little Bit of Magic, the mystic shop Shauna owned with her sisters, Fiona and Caitlin, at least twice a week for a palm reading. For some reason Shauna still didn't understand, Lurnell had zeroed in on her. Fiona was very gifted at reading tea leaves, and Caitlin was exceptionally intuitive when it came to Tarot cards, but Lurnell would have nothing to do with either of them. She always sought out Shauna for a reading, then would argue adamantly that the marriage line, which didn't exist on the side of her palm, just below the pinky of her right hand, was certain to appear any day. Even if she had to produce it herself.

"Didn't I tell you?" Lurnell said, tapping a three-inch, hot-pink fingernail on the reading table. "It's like I been sayin', right? I know you was thinkin' I was crazy, but this big girl here, she knows what she's talkin' about. You feelin' me? You hearin' what I'm sayin'?"

Shauna eyed her.

Lurnell waggled her head. "Oh, uh-uh. Don't you be givin' me eyes." She kissed the palm of her left hand and held it up. "Look here. I swear, hand to God. All I did was wake up this mornin', and there that line was, all pretty and pink."

Shauna took hold of Lurnell's right hand and turned it pinky side up. "That's a cut, and you know it. And you know it because you put it there. You can't make a marriage line, Lurnell. It's either there or it's not."

Lurnell cocked her head, narrowed her eyes. "You sayin' I'm lyin' about it being for real?"

"Yep."

Shauna let go of Lurnell's hand, sat back and folded her arms across her chest.

Lurnell mimicked the pose. "And what makes you so sure, Ms. Big Drawers? You don't have no second sight. You just a reader, and look at you actin' like you all that, tellin' me I'm lyin'."

"Because you are. Just like you did the last two times you tried pulling this stunt. Look, just because you don't have a marriage line doesn't mean it's the end of the world. Time changes things, and palms change with it, so if you've gotta cut something, cut yourself some slack, will you? If you keep cutting your hand like that, you're going to wind up with a bad infection."

Lurnell tsked loudly and unfolded her arms. "Who taught you palm readin' anyways, girl? You don't know nothin'."

Shauna grinned. She couldn't help it. Lurnell always brought the same banter to the table, and she enjoyed swatting it back. "Well, if I don't know anything, how come you keep asking me for a reading? "

Pursing her lips, Lurnell turned sideways in her chair. Shauna knew from experience that this was her way of regrouping, thinking of a good comeback. Normally she would have pounced on the opportunity and thrown out a one-liner just to fluster Lurnell, but a sudden uneasiness settled over her.

An intuitive whisper.

She sat silent, keeping her facial expression neutral while she listened for her inner voice, waiting for it to identify the source of the unrest.

The only thing that came to her was the scent of cinnamon wafting through the air.

King cake.

Her oldest sister, Fiona, was a firm believer in lagniappe, giving their customers a little extra treat with their purchases. It was usually something to eat, like pastry samples, homemade cookies, or pralines. With Mardi Gras only three weeks away, it didn't surprise her that Fiona had chosen to share the holiday's traditional cake.

Evidently catching wind of the scent, as well, Lurnell jumped to her feet before Shauna had a chance to push away from the reading table. "Whoa, that be smellin' good. It's okay if I go get some, right?"

"Of course." Shauna got up, and the uneasiness rose with her. Since she couldn't find a rationale for it, she mentally pushed the feeling aside. Whatever was meant to be revealed by the intuitive whisper would come in due course, that much she knew. She simply had to wait it out.

Lurnell patted her stomach, her eyes sparkling with delight. "Girl, I do love king cake. Hey, you got some of that lemon drink? You know, like the kind y'all had last week?"

"You mean lemon-snap tea?"

"Yeah, there you go." Lurnell slapped her hands together. "I think I'm gonna have some of that, too. That'd be good with king, right?"

"We're out of the lemon-snap, but I can hook you up with a cup of green tea if you'd like."

Lurnell frowned. "Ain't green tea the one's got all them anti-oxidations in it? You know, that stuff that cleans out all your potty pipes."

"Yep, it has antioxidants, but that's a good thing. Keeps you healthy." Shauna grinned. "Don't worry about your pipes."

"Girl, you bes' be right." Lurnell flapped a hand, signaling Shauna to lead the way out of the room and be quick about it. She evidently feared a rush on the king cake and didn't want to miss out. "You know there ain't nobody in Sistah's but me. What I'm gonna do if a customer needs somethin' ? I can't just s'cuse myself and go to the commode, not with the crazy people they got today. Uh-uh. I'd be back in the bathroom and they'd be out front, helpin' themselves to all my stuff, robbin' me blind."

Lurnell was the sole proprietor of Sistah's, a mystic shop located on the corner of St. Ann and Rampart, which bordered the north end of the French Quarter. Like most of the tourist shops in the Quarter, it was tightly sandwiched between other shops that sold various baubles, beads, and T-shirts. Sistah's carried similar items to those in A Little Bit of Magic—crystals, scented candles, herbs, and oils—but it served a different clientele, primarily those who dabbled in voodoo. Although Lurnell didn't claim to practice voodoo, her specialty items easily led people to believe otherwise. Seven-day spell candles that promised to reverse a curse, remove a hex, or bring wealth and love in abundance. And incense oils that supposedly cured everything from toothaches to temper tantrums, headaches to hemorrhoids. The shop did relatively well considering the neighborhood that surrounded it and the fact that a major competitor—Papa Gris Gris' Voodoo Shop—was located only three doors down. It was no secret that Lurnell and Papa Gris Gris didn't play well together. In fact, they'd been enemies for years.

Shauna led Lurnell into the heart of the store, where she spotted Fiona placing slices of king cake onto a platter near the register. Caitlin was at the opposite end of the shop, talking to an elderly woman who had an exceptionally long, hooked nose. Quite a few customers were wandering about, each stopping occasionally to examine a wall display, an item on a shelf, or something showcased in a curio cabinet.

Business had been brisk all day, which came as no surprise, given that Mardi Gras was just around the corner. The parades and balls weren't scheduled to start for another two weeks, but that didn't matter to the diehard partiers who made their annual pilgrimage to New Orleans. Most of them came early so they wouldn't miss one of the main local events known as Nuit du Dommage. Literally translated, it meant Night of Damage, and the parties associated with it certainly lived up to its name. It was a pre-Mardi Gras free-for-all, and it was only three days away.

Dommage and Mardi Gras were always great for business, but both drove Shauna crazy. The streets and sidewalks stayed jammed with so many people it was hard to walk and breathe at the same time. Even worse was the noise. Drunken voices shouting, singing, laughing, talking, and all of them tumbling over hawking, squawking strip-joint barkers and a melange of blaring music—jazz, blues, rock 'n' roll—that poured out of the bars in the Quarter. Because Shauna's hearing was so acute, all that noise at such a high volume pained her considerably. It felt like an endless number of needles jabbing into her eardrums.

Still carrying a sense of uneasiness, Shauna mingled with a few customers, making herself available in case anyone needed help.

Lurnell had already shoved her way to the front counter and was hovering over the platter of cake. Fiona stood not far away, ringing up another customer at the register. Lurnell must have viewed Fiona's preoccupation as a grand opportunity because she slipped two pieces of king cake into her oversized purse. She was reaching for a third when Shauna saw Fiona turn toward her. Judging from the small smile dancing on her sister's lips, Fiona had not been oblivious to the heist. Still, she smiled more broadly, walked over to Lurnell and offered her another piece of cake. Always the gracious hostess.

Not for the first time, Shauna wished she was more like her sister.

Being the caboose on a train of three sisters wasn't always easy. More often than not, Shauna felt like the odd woman out. Fiona was tall and slender, with long, thick hair the color of gold, her eyes a perfect cornflower blue. Caitlin had the same slender build but stood five-nine, a bit taller than Fiona. Her long hair was a darker shade of blonde, which matched beautifully with her magnificent silver-gray eyes. At five-eight, Shauna had height, like her sisters. She also had the same build. Her hair, which she kept pulled up in a ponytail most of the time, was more auburn than blonde, however, and she thought her eyes were a boring shade of green.

To Shauna, Fiona and Caitlin were the epitome of femininity. The way they walked, talked. Even their closets held proof of it. Both were filled with silky dresses, pastel skirts, and elegant blouses. Shauna's, on the other hand, held mostly jeans and T-shirts. She did own a couple of skirts, but she kept them tucked away for dress-up emergencies.

Besides height and build, Shauna shared another similarity with her sisters. She was a Keeper, responsible for maintaining harmony and balance between the humans and the three main underworld subcultures—vampires, shape-shifters, and werewolves—that lived in and around the city. Shauna watched over the werewolves, Fiona the vampires, and Caitlin the shape-shifters.

Their parents, Jen and Ewan MacDonald, had been unique Keepers, each born with the power to maintain all three subcultures. When they combined their powers, it had created a seemingly indestructible wall of protection around the city.

Or so Shauna had thought.

She had been fifteen when they died. A savage war had broken out between the subcultures, and the power her parents had to call upon to block the warring parties had cost them their lives. No Keeper, no matter how strong, could release that much power and survive. That had been ten years ago.

Shauna and her sisters didn't possess tri-power the way their parents had. Instead, each of them possessed the power of the clan they were responsible for. Shauna couldn't imagine what it would be like to have all three. The weight of responsibility associated with that much power must have been monstrous. Although she was still young and learning, always learning how to be a better Keeper, the load she carried felt heavy enough. "Hey, you okay?"

Shauna started, surprised to hear Caitlin's voice behind her. She turned, offered her sister a small smile. "Yeah, fine."

Caitlin studied her face for a moment, as if assessing the truth of the response. "You were pretty zoned out there for a while."

"Daydreaming, that's all."

Before Caitlin had a chance to respond, a heavyset man wearing Bermuda shorts appeared seemingly out of nowhere and pushed his way into her personal space. "Are you her?"

"Excuse me?" Caitlin said.

"Are you the one who reads Tarot cards? The lady working the register over there said her sister, Caitlin, read cards, then she pointed this way. I wasn't sure which one of you she meant, though."

"She meant me," Caitlin said, then directed him to the reading room. "If you'll wait for me in there, I'll only be a minute." She waited until the man waddled away, then turned to Shauna. "See the couple standing over by the herbs?"

Shauna glanced in that direction, saw a young man and woman, both with spiked, multi-colored hair. They swayed slightly on their feet as they pointed to different bags of herbs and giggled. "They look wasted."

"Wouldn't surprise me. They were asking for help a minute ago. Tend to them while I do that guy's reading, will you?" With that, Caitlin headed for the reading room before Shauna could protest.

Shauna let out a heavy sigh. She had a sneaking suspicion that the help the couple wanted wouldn't involve questions about the healing properties of certain herbs. More than likely they would want to know if the store carried pulverized bats' wings or hogs' hooves, or some other nonsensical item that someone had told them they needed to cast a certain spell. Normally, no matter how spaced out they were, Shauna would have taken the time to give them the 411 on herbs and try steering them away from the stupid cliff. But she wasn't up for it today.

The unrest that had swooped down on her earlier was turning into a case of the jitters. She felt agitated, on edge. Maybe it had something to do with the mingling energies from all the people in the store. All those energies swirling right alongside her intuitive whisper might have tilted her off-center. Whatever the case, she was in no shape to steer anyone in any direction right now. If the couple wanted bat wings, she would simply send them to Sistah's. Lurnell would be more than happy to sell the couple a half ounce of ground up seaweed or Spanish Moss, all the while swearing it was pulverized bats' wings that had been harvested back in the eighteenth century in Transylvania.

As Shauna headed toward the couple she tried tuning into the center of her mind, to the only truly quiet place she knew. She had discovered that place as a child, when her keen sense of hearing wound up collecting too much data from too many directions and over-stimulated her.

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  • Posted October 28, 2010

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    An enthralling New Orleans urban romantic fantasy

    In New Orleans, a serial killer is targeting werewolves. The victims are always left dead in their wolf body with claws and fangs removed as if the predator collected souvenirs. The Keeper of the local Wolven populace shopkeeper Shauna MacDonald is sworn to protect the packs so she investigates the murders. She teams up with alpha pack leader Danyon Stone, who has had several of his members killed.

    The pair concludes the predator is murdering werewolves to obtain their claws and fangs not as memorabilia or ritual items. Instead once extracted, the body parts are grounded into a fine powder that enables the user to gain immense physical prowess to rival that of a genuine shifting werewolf without changing from their human form. As the duet work on the case, they realize they want more as each knows this their mate.

    The key to this strong New Orleans urban romantic fantasy is the smooth interweaving of recent real events with the paranormal happenings. The story line is fast-paced as the lead couple investigate the homicides, which continual unabated, and fall in love; though for the most part their romance takes a back seat to stopping a diabolical killer.

    Harriet Klausner

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 20, 2013

    Highly Recommend

    Great mixture of paranormal and mystery

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  • Posted October 12, 2011

    Really Entertaining

    Deborah LeBlanc is one of three fascinating authors who have collaborated for The Keeper series and has done so in expert fashion. Describing herself as the "caboose" on this project, the challenge may have seemed insurmountable to a novice as LeBlanc followed in the footsteps of Heather Graham and Alexandra Sokoloff, tasked with limitless opportunities of her own imagination yet tethered by keeping the flavor and details found in the previous installments. Yet LeBlanc not only met the challenge, she brought to life the youngest MacDonald without a glitch, truly building on the flair and adding that extra dash of panache to the characters' dialect as only found in NOLA.
    In the continuation of "The Keepers" and "The Shifters", the members of Danyon Stone's werewolf pack are methodically being killed in "The Wolven". As the alpha male, Danyon's compelled to find out who's behind the vicious murders and hunt them down. He is determined to see justice prevail with every fiber of his being. The glitch that even this alpha didn't see coming, arrives in the form of the very sensual, very mortal woman and his Keeper, Shauna MacDonald.
    Shauna has begun to come into her own and she won't let her human status stop her from jumping into the fray as they hunt down a killer. It her duty to keep all the werewolves in NOLA safe and as she works with Danyon to put an end to the terror, they continuously try to deny their forbidden attraction. The constant contact with him poses a real threat to her heart like nothing ever has. If she is unlucky enough to become the murderer's next target, her illicit relationship with Danyon could be the very death of her.
    LeBlanc built a strong independent character in young Shauna as she realistically balances the natural desire for independence and focused on the importance of this character coming of age. New to LeBlanc's writing, I am an instant fan.

    Reviewed by Shannon Raab for Suspense Magazine

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  • Posted December 1, 2010

    Three Cheers for The Wolven

    Three Cheers for the Wolven.
    This gifted writer has created a speedy, sultry, sexy, scary stocking stuffer story.
    What Charlene Harris did for Vampires with Sookie Stackhouse/True Blood, LeBlanc has done for Werewolves. Bring on the silver bullets and cold showers. Kudos

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  • Posted November 28, 2010

    A Delightful Read

    A Delightful Read


    The Wolven by Deborah LeBlanc

    Just finished The Wolven by Deborah LeBlanc and to say that it was simply a great read, would be doing it and Ms LeBlanc a disservice. To begin with, The Wolven is the third book in a trilogy called the keepers. Now, writing the first or opening book in a trilogy doesn't seem all that difficult to do. Don't get me wrong. I'm certain writing ANYTHING is a tough job. What I mean to say is that book #1 would probably be a stand alone as it doesn't have other books to reference or tie into. Book #2 is much the same with the exception of book #1 which must be referenced. Other than that it is pretty much a stand alone. What I found so masterful in The Wolven is that Ms LeBlanc had the unenviable task of not just writing a book that would stand tall on it's own, having it's own identity and memorable characters, but would have to generously reference the first two books and incorporate characters that other authors had given life to. No easy task. In The Wolven, Ms LeBlanc made this look easy as she intertwines characters from both the Keepers and the Shifters and seemingly makes them her own.

    Something else that struck me about The Wolven is that although the story was set in The French Quarter of New Orleans, this remarkable city of ours seemed like an actual character in the book, not just a backdrop. On page after page, Ms LeBlanc brought New Orleans to life.
    She is obviously very familiar with The Big Easy and she uses her love of The Crescent City to mix fictional characters and places along with the real deal. Places like Papa Gris Gris' Voodoo Shop could actually be The New Orleans Historic Voodoo Museum (along with snake wearing proprietor) located on Dumaine St. Sistah's Mystic Shop (on Rampart St) could actually be The Voodoo Spiritual Temple (located on Rampart St.). Characters like Banjo Marks can be any number of Bourbon St regulars and Lurnell Franklin is as "down home" a girl as you are likely to find anywhere in the 9th ward. References to St. Louis Cemetery #1, and Muriels Restaurant (both real places) only serve to imprint the reality of this story in the readers minds eye while the Nuit du Dommage could be any number of street celebrations including Mardi Gras itself. You can almost smell the booze, see the flesh, hear the music, and feel the claustrophobia.

    Take all this, add a unique story line for flavor, sex scenes that go the extra mile for spice, put it all in the hands of a master story teller and you have a gumbo that is as uniquely Deborah LeBlanc as it is New Orleans.

    Ms LeBlanc seems to be getting better and better with each new book. For this reader, The Wolven is Deborah LeBlanc at the top of her game, and more than one person will find this book in their Christmas stocking.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 23, 2010

    Go out and buy!

    Great story and great characters! A little romance and a lot of suspense! This is a must read and I suggest you buy it as a gift or for yourself!

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  • Posted November 23, 2010

    Highly Recommend! Great Christmas gift!

    The Wolven is the last book of the trilogy written by authors Heather Graham, Alexandra Sokoloff and Deborah LeBlanc.
    Unfortunately, I did not have the pleasure to read the first two but it is on my list!
    The Wolven is the final book of the trilogy and once again Ms. LeBlanc does it again, winning me over with her writing.
    The story takes place in New Orleans, LA. I applaud Ms. LeBlanc for painting such a surreal picture of New Orleans East and West.
    The youngest sister of the keepers, Shauna, finds out that there is someone murdering the werewolf pack, of Danyon. She and Danyon join together to find out who the murderer is and try to put a stop to the killings before it spreads throughout the nation.
    Ms. LeBlanc did an amazing job with her character Shauna which I felt very connected with. She was fun,vivacious and never stop until she found out who was killing Danyon's werewolf pack. I also loved the romance between Danyon and Shauna!
    This book is filled with action and even a love scene. The Wolven, was an amazing book and all my children's teachers will be receiving this as a present for Christmas!

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  • Posted November 23, 2010

    Great Read!

    This is definitely on my Christmas shopping list as a gift for my book-loving friends! A great read!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 21, 2010

    The Wolven...Saving the Best for Last

    The Wolven
    Saving the BEST for last

    Everyone knows what a treat it is to find a "special read".the one you can't put down, the one that has you racing towards the finish line while you try to turn the pages slowly as you don't want the story and experience to end. That is exactly what the Wolven was for me. It was actually a bonus as The Wolven was part (part 3 actually) of a trilogy (The Keepers Trilogy) about 3 sisters, each of whom is entrusted with the task of "Keeping" a special paranormal sect out of harms way. In this case those sects are Vampires, Shape Shifters, and Werewolves. Are they kept out of harms way? No chance.

    What a brilliant idea to have a story line with 3 different authors each bringing their own particular spin into the mix. I am reminded of baseball and how a good manager will schedule his first 4 "at bats", as Harlequin seems to have done pretty much the same thing with their lineup. The first guy at the plate is strong, always a good hitter, capable of hitting it out of the park with just one swing. The second and third batters are just trying for the single or extra base hit. The last batter is the "clean up" guy. With (hopefully 1, 2, or even 3) men on base, he is capable of hitting the ball not just out of the park, but into the next county resulting in big numbers on the scoreboard.

    That strategy works in baseball, and it obviously works with trilogies. The venerable Heather Graham starts things off strong (as you would expect). Her Vampire "Keeper" is the perfect leadoff for this first of its kind series. Up and comer Alex Sokoloff gets some men on base with her take on Shifters, and serves as the perfect bridge to Deborah LeBlanc's "The Wolven".

    Who better to hit the series out of the park? Ms LeBlanc is a seasoned writer, known for her ability to conjure up unforgettable characters interwoven with rich atmospheric settings. "The Wolven" is perhaps LeBlanc at her best, as she has taken things one step further. You know the way Vampires can't come out during the day.or that they can be killed by a stake through the heart? Well, Ms LeBlanc has actually CREATED NEW WEREWOLF LORE. YES.I won't spoil where she takes this, but Ms LeBlanc has created some new "rules" when it comes to Werewolves, and what she has created WORKS.

    The Wolven features not only characters that are strong and memorable, but characters that you find yourself "emotionally invested in".and that is after the first 10 pages!!! From the Magic and Voodoo shops, to unsavory "street people" .from bayous with moss-laden trees, to familiar sights on Bourbon and Rampart.Ms LeBlanc brings New Orleans to life the way only she can.

    The "Lagniappe" (that something extra) for me however, was the sex scenes. Having read all of LeBlanc's books, I think this is relatively new territory for her, and all I can say is.what took her so long? The scenes between Danyon and Shauna are steamy and realistic. Depending on who you are with you will find yourself headed for either the bedroom (with partner) or the cold shower (without partner)!

    Rich characters, unforgettable scenes in one of America's greatest cities, fast paced action that only gets better as the end approaches, rewriting Werewolf lore, and fabulous sex scenes.Harlequin certainly saved it's heaviest hitter for

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  • Posted November 10, 2010

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    A fantastic end to a great trilogy!

    The Wolven is the the third and final novel in The Keepers trilogy. The novel focuses on the youngest sister, Shauna, the Keeper of the werewolves. Werewolves are being slaughtered in New Orleans, in horribly brutal ways that leave Shauna and Danyon (the alpha of two of the murdered were) baffled. Neither can imagine who, or what, could be strong enough to subdue and brutalize a wolven. Despite Danyon's attempts to handle the problem on his own, Shauna's stubborness draws them together as they investigate the murders. In the end, it is their undeniable love that saves Shauna herself.

    I think this was my favorite novel of the three. There was more focus on characters less integral to the main plot which added dimension and color to the story, one of my favorite's being Lurnell, a friend and client of Shauna. Shauna, being the youngest, had the most to prove as a Keeper and the struggle to be heard, to be respected, was well-developed throughout the story. Of the three, the romantic aspect of the story almost took a back seat to the mystery of the were murders. Once again, the twists and turns kept me guessing to the end, a conclusion that was much darker than the either two novels.

    The main men in this series were a vampire, a shifter, and a werewolf. In popular fiction, those races embody the traits of strength and power and virility, a strong sense of maleness. Because of that, the characters were developed to be all of those things not only with others in their own communities, but with their women. They frequently ignored the fact that the sisters were Keepers, strong and capable in their right, even if they were humn. As a strong, independent woman myself, that grated on me sometimes, but it was necessary to showcase the differences between the Others and the human women they loved. In the end, that made the love they found all that much more special.

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