A long-awaited mating ceremony. A wolf who burns sausages and has no claws. A poet who doesn't feel worthy. What could possibly go wrong? Read the next installment of Ghost Mountain (or if you haven't met my wolves yet, go start with Alpha. I don't write series that can be picked up in the middle!) For this one, Reilly invites you to get into the full spirit of the occasion - dress up in some fancy clothes, skip sleep for a few days, and bring a favorite berry or two for the ceremonial bowl.