Author: Rhyannon Byrd
Read copy: Mass Market Paperback
Published: March 1, 2008
Publisher: Silhouette Books
FIVE SECONDS EARLIER, MASON DILLINGER WOULD HAVE SWORN IT COULD NEVER HAPPEN...
That a woman who was his perfect match even existed. And that he'd find her in a bustling café. Yet just the scent of sweet, mortal Torrance Watson ignited a driving, explosive need to claim her that he knew his pack would never sanction. Worse, the rogue werewolf he'd been hunting had sensed that attraction and made Torry his prey.
Forced to safeguard her from this ruthless assassin, who already posed a threat to his pack, Mason now faced the ultimate challenge. Did he have the courage to cross the line by sealing the blood bond that would make Torry his alone—a disloyalty few of his kind ever survived—or would he live an eternity without love?
This book started out great. The "theme" was the same as any other werewolf story out there:the tall, dark, brooding were-hunk walks into a bar (and no, it’s not the beginning of a joke) and sniffs his predestined mate—who also happens to be human (ooh, big shocker there – not!). But it was the way they hooked up that was a bit different—at least at the beginning.
The tall, dark, brooding were-hunk actually tripped his fragile, petite, human future-mate, turning her into a walking tribute to a modernist painter, since she fell into her bowl of tomato soup.
So he and his friend quickly established she was his and because she was his she was automatically in danger because of the big, bad, psycho wolf on the loose with a huge chip on his god-wannabe shoulder and an enormous grudge against the tall, dark, brooding were-hunk. At the same time the fragile, petite, human future-mate figured the two hunks were nuts and bolted...And proceeded to walk into a trap by the big, bad, psycho wolf laying in wait at her home.
The two hunks—who were not crazy, BTW—rescued this silly, fragile, petite, human future mate...And that’s when the story really started.
Unfortunately the only good thing about this book was the beginning. The rest of the story never lived up to the expectations the beginning spawned and it was mostly due to the heroine. While I somehow understood Mason’s motivations and reasons, Torrance was something else entirely. She was all over the place, first she didn’t want anything to do with him, second she wanted nothing more than to jump his bones (not that I blame her), third she was afraid of getting hurt, fourth she didn’t give a damn about anything just jumping his bones (again, I don’t blame her)...On and on it went, with the author's attempt at justifying this with the way she grew up and the number her mother did on her. Sorry, I just didn’t buy it, and it quickly grew repetitive and eye-roll inducing.
I merely skimmed the pages through the second part, just wanting it to end already.
I was curious about the rest of this trilogy at first, but now, having read this one, I’ll most certainly pass on the rest. Sad, but true.