
The Wolf and the She-Bear is brutal. I can’t count the number of times that my eyebrows jumped into my hairline, and I stopped to utter “holy crap” before resuming my read. And I’m not just talking blood and guts.
Brutal twists, brutal betrayals, brutal choices. And yes, brutal killings. Nearly every chapter of this book dragged me in deeper, and these were short chapters. This was a short book.
I won’t say I was struck with particularly deep characters, but as short, amoral fantasies with wonder, mystery, blood, and awesomeness go, The Wolf and the She-Bear rips and tears.