”When the moon is full and bright and you’re singing for all the world to hear, I’ll be looking up at the same moon, and I’ll be singing right back to you. For you. Always you.”
This final book in the series: 5 STARS
Series: 5 STARS (I haven’t read Feralsong or Lovesong yet, but since they’re just short stories, they don’t really count)
So, here’s the thing:
People that haven’t read ANY books in this series just want to know if it is worth reading. It is.
People that have read only SOME of the books in this series just want to know if I am happy with the ending. I am.
But the people that have also read and loved this incredible series? That’s who this review is for. So anyone else, I would stop reading right now. Seriously. I’ve warned you. But anyone who wants to relive this experience by following my thoughts, let’s do this!
-One of my favorite things about TJ Klune- and it’s even more noticeable in this series- is the utter lack of toxic masculinity in his male characters. Oh sure, they get jealous; they’re werewolves, after all. But whether another man is their mate, friend, packmate or brother, it doesn’t matter: they love each other, and they aren’t afraid to talk about it and actually show it. The best example of this in Brothersong is Carter and Kelly’s relationship as brothers. Even when they have their mates, they’re still each other’s ride or die, and it is beautiful. Carter fell in love with his brother the day he was born, and that fact made me love Carter more than I thought possible.
"He’s your brother.”
“It’s more than that.”
“How?”
I was frustrated. I didn’t know how to put the thoughts in my head into words. Words that would show him just how far it went.
Finally, I said, “It’s... he’s everything.”
“You, Kelly,” I said hoarsely. “Always you. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”
-Oh, Thomas. There was a time I thought Thomas was the Jesus of the story but boy, was I wrong. Thomas meant well, of course, and he tried to care for his pack and his family the best he could, but he made a lot of mistakes. Accepting this about a person you once thought infallible isn’t easy, and it takes a long time. I thought TJK illustrated this journey beautifully, showing us how the loved ones Thomas left behind have come to terms with the damage he left in his wake. I know as a parent, I’m always going to make mistakes, but they’re worth it if my children learn from them. This is Thomas’ legacy: a lot of power, and even more love, but also enough mistakes to change the course of history. I like to think that he has earned absolution, though. I truly believe he deserves it.
My father was a proud man. A strong man. There was a time when I thought he could do no wrong, that he was absolute in his power, all knowing. But he wasn’t. For someone such as him, an Alpha wolf from a long line of wolves, he was terribly human in the mistakes he made, the people he’d hurt, the enemies he’d trusted.
“Theirs was a story of fathers and sons,” the woman said, and I felt like I was floating. “Yours, though. Yours is one of brothers. And yet you’ve paid for the sins of the fathers time and time again. When does it end?”
-That being said, even though Thomas deserved absolution, he didn’t end up being the omnipotent, all-knowing Alpha I originally thought he would be. Neither was Ox, even though Werewolf Jesus was his nickname. In my opinion, this role is filled by Elizabeth, who isn't even an Alpha. But she experiences so much loss, so much heartache, yet she always fights, and protects, and loves unconditionally. She isn't just a werewolf mom, she is a QUEEN. I’ve always been in awe of her, but the way she treats and speaks to Gavin- not just talks, but *speaks* to him, in a way that he needed to hear- touched me so many times. She knows her mate made many mistakes, and though that wasn’t on her, her desire to try to fix them made me respect her almost as much as I loved her. She is hands down the top person in this series that I’d want on my side. Lizzie is everything, and I don't think the pack would have made it without her.
“Regardless of what relationships you forge with the pack, what decisions you make about the future you see for yourself, you will always have a place here. I have missed you. I know the wolf before me, and if you’ll let me, I’d like to know the man.”
"I’ll ask for your forgiveness,” my mother said. “But I won’t demand it. It’s not conditional of you being here. You’ll always have a choice of whom to trust. But if you allow it, I would like to earn it. I know it’ll take time, and time may be something we don’t have. But you are not a thing to be discarded. You are flesh and blood. You are important."
-Gavin and Carter. Man, did these two ever deserve their happily ever after. It seemed like all they did was deal with the mistakes of those around them. The people who loved them, or the people who claim to love them. I did fall in love with Carter, but something about Gavin really touched my heart. He is so pure, so simple. He runs on instinct, which for him means to protect at all costs. Gavin is a survivor through and through, and Carter is his “more.” I wanted that so badly for him, and when he finally got it, I felt that peaceful, green relief right alongside him. He always gave, gave, gave, but he never seemed to get anything in return... until he did. He finally, finally got to belong somewhere.
”I’m sorry I didn’t see you for who you really were. You helped to fill in the broken parts of me, and I didn’t even realize it, not until it was too late. I don’t want to ever feel like that again. I came for you because you deserve to have someone at your side, someone who doesn’t want to hurt you.”
There was something in my head and chest, something that felt like lightning, that sounded like thunder. It was the bonds that stretched between us all. Vibrant and wild. They whispered pack and pack and pack. And if I listened hard enough, if I really dug in and pulled the threads apart, there was a quiet voice buried underneath. I looked at Gavin. He was watching me. I heard him. He said, i think i think i think i’m home.
-Yes, each book is about a couple. But the story is about so much more than that. Everyone needs their pack, but also, your pack can be made of anyone. Blood or friendship, weak or strong, the ties that bind us are what keep us going when we think we can't take another step. It’s okay to rely on those around you. Sometimes you’ll be the strong one; others, you’ll be the weakest link, but in the end it doesn't matter because pack always sticks together.
He said, “Listen well, my son.” He said, “Listen with all your might.” He said, “Your pack is howling you home.”
-The people of Green Creek, especially Will. All human, but no less extraordinary. They stand up for what they believe in, even when it is scary. Even in the face of the unknown. Honestly, even when their life is in danger. And maybe I understood them because deep down, we’re all a little like Will. We all want to leave the world with our mark on it.
Will said, “I mattered. I mattered. I… I….”
We’re with you, Carter. We’ve got your back. And the sooner you realize that, the better off we’ll be. We’re in this together.”
“You’re all fucking crazy,” I said faintly.
-All the miscellaneous stuff that either broke my heart, made me laugh out loud, or made my soul smile. Gavin’s love for pink, sparkly things. His pink work shirt. The way Carter defended him if someone made fun of his clothes. The gayest pack in existence. Stupid Carter. Thump thump thump. Don’t. Touch. Him. Mystical moon magic. “Big bad wolf, but I can be good human.” Chris, Tanner, and Rico taking Gavin shopping. The Joy of Gay Sex. Cockblock.
Because I see you now. I see you, and I don’t know if I ever want to see anyone else.
“I’ve got my claws in you now. Where you go, I go. And if that means following you into the dark, so be it.”
“You hold on to what you can when all is crumbling around you, even if it’s poisoned and dark. It’s all you know.”
I said, “Fuck him. Hear me. Hear me. I’m the voice in your head. I’m your pack.” The sirens screamed.
We love because we can. We live because we’ve fought too hard to ever stop.