Library Journal
Duncan did something remarkable in The Last Werewolf. Instead of glamorizing werewolf protagonist Jake (and his stinky enemies, vampires), he made the werewolf act of transformation and feasting ("fuckkilleat") viscerally ugly. Yet at the same time, Jake is sympathetically, conflictedly, yes, human. Jake met his end, having discovered that he really wasn't the last werewolf, and here werewolf love Talulla mourns him deeply. She also discovers that she is pregnant, which raises a crucial issue: werewolf babies? Alas, vampires desperate for werewolf blood, needed to resurrect the world's oldest vampire, kidnap Talulla's son, Lorcan, at the moment of his birth. Disgusted that she didn't resist, Talulla sets out to save Lorcan—with the help of her familiar, Cloquet, and some renegades from WOCOP (World Organization for the Control of Occult Phenomena). VERDICT What results is a bone-crunchingly, page-plungingly good book (necessary reading just for the language) that limns the primal darkness within us but is ultimately about love. Yes, love is flawed ("We'd have a damaged love with my shame at the core, but it would still be love"), but—human, werewolf, vampire—it's real. Highly recommended. [See Prepub Alert, 12/12/11.]—Barbara Hoffert, Library Journal