Gonzo is one of those books I enjoyed because of the underlying theme (whether the author intended it to be a theme or not) – sometimes, your closest family is the one you make for yourself.
There’s a lot of subtle emotion in this story. Yes, some of it is in your face, but a lot of it creeps under the surface. It’s more than just the relationship between Gonzo and Constance.
It is so hard to write this review without giving away any spoilers. There’s a reveal that is so huge for Gonzo, one Constance brings into his life, that breathes life back into him. It makes him realize there’s a difference between being alive and living a life.
One thing that disappointed me with Gonzo (and Bear, really) is something I expected from the way Bash ended (yes, I’m going back three books). There was a hint in Bash, a foreshadowing even, of bigger events to come. I really want to see where that story arch goes, but it feels a little like it dropped off.
Oh well, I guess that just means I’ll have to keep reading. Gonzo CAN be read as as standalone if you haven’t read the other books I mentioned.
Gonzo has not only had to come to terms with the loss of his entire family, but he also barely survived being shot in the chest multiple times while still a human, and was then later turned into a werewolf during a vicious attack while hiking as he tried to put his life back together.
Constance has had her own losses to deal with, and while nowhere near as bad as Gonzo’s, they’ve left a mark on her as well. She’s determined to live her life without a partner though, because her two sexual experiences in college convinced her she’s asexual.
Gonzo’s a biker people cross the road to avoid, while Constance has multiple doctorate degrees and works as a research scientist for a leading pharmaceutical firm. Gonzo doesn’t trust women, Constance has no use for men — and yet they’re going to find themselves working toward the same goals.