Fast-paced, easy read in which a mechanic-turned-coyote deals with the machinations of the local werewolf pack. It's pretty standard urban fantasy, but Briggs has a fluid style and a likeable set of characters. I'm not particularly thrilled at the incipient love triangle that seems to be starting, and I'm even less thrilled by the fact that Mercy doesn't seem to have any women friends. I find one characteristic of urban fantasy - a characteristic I don't like - is that the protagonist frequently has no mates. The in-universe explanation tends to be that their life is so dangerous, woe is them, that they don't want to drag anyone else into it, but more often than not I end up thinking they've got no mates because they're miserable gits no-one wants to be friends with. When the protagonist is a woman, however, the friends that they do have tend to be men. Just men. Briggs sort-of explains this by all sorts of pack hierarchy bullshit that supposedly justifies why no women like Mercy, but that was a choice on her part and I'm rolling my eyes at it hard. Without women friends, Mercy comes off - even with her other good qualities - as a wee bit off-putting, frankly. Hopefully that's something that will be remedied in future books. I'm also hoping that future books will do a little more to explore her Native American background, because her status as a skinwalker is something that's far more unfamiliar to me than werewolves, and I'm interested to learn more about the culture behind the myth.

In short: fun but slight. Falls into a couple of irritating tropes, but I'm invested enough to read a little further.