I’m marking this one with a spoiler tag, not because I give anything away, but rather because I’m giving it to this piece of vileness masquerading as a book with both barrels. If you continue reading and happen to have been a fan of this, don’t say you weren’t warned. Got it?
“This is not a book to be tossed aside lightly. It should be thrown with great force.”
The above nicely sums up my attitude toward this one. Though this is also one of those books that make me wonder what I missed that everyone else seems to be seeing. Or, conversely, what I saw that everyone else seems to have missed.
Why? I have no problem with anti-hero protagonists, but the author seems to have gone out of her way to create the most unlikeable, hypocritical and down-right mealy-mouthed group of truly petty and truly nasty set of characters I’ve come across in quite a while. (And, no, I’m not talking the “mutts” here. I mean the “Pack.”) End of story, at least for me, though where these four and five star ratings are coming from, as previously noted, I haven’t a clue. I could continue to burble on, but what would be the point? Since what I saw seemed self-evident, somebody, somewhere is seriously deluded. Could be me, certainly. Must concede that. But I sure as hell wouldn’t make such a concession without a fight.
Though I must admit to one rather bemused chuckle while wading through 240 pages (before coming to my senses and stopping) of what sure seemed to me like a slime-pool. That would be the back-cover blurb, “A hair-raising story for the she-wolf in us all.” Umm, that would properly be a “bitch,” right? Well, I suppose I must concede that point, at least. All the pack members certainly came across as psychopathic bitches, even though the only facsimile of a female in the whole group was Elena.