"Rafe looked like a bruiser but was in fact a big-hearted softy, prone to accommodating strays. Their previous house had come with a family of alley cats adjacent, who’d discovered early on that Rafe was one for accidentally leaving the hunt’s rabbit liver out for them rather than eating it himself." - Romancing the Werewolf by Gail Carriger
*patiently waits to see if @gailcarriger comes out with a Claw & Courtship novella for dear Rafe*












