I received an ARC of this book as a prize. The subject matter is not one I’d search out on my own. I am just not that into werewolves, vampires and other creepy soulless things. That aside, this book kept me up late reading it.
Scarlett and Rosie March are sisters, Scarlett being the elder of the two. Seven years ago, they were attacked by a werewolf (Fenris), leaving their grandmother dead and Scarlett horribly scarred from her fight to save her little sister from the monster.
Scarlett takes it upon herself to save the world from these beasts, once men, who prey upon young and pretty women. Worse than your average creep who takes advantage of the young and innocent, these Fenris devour their hapless victims. Scarlett lives, eats and breaths for the hunt. And she expects her baby sister and best friend to follow in her wake.
I found the writing to be very flowery and well crafted. Perhaps it is too perfect, given the dark nature of the story. I enjoyed reading the flowing passages of description, but as a writer, I was more aware of them than I should have been. I like writing constructed to draw me in completely without noticing the craft itself. The chapters switch back and forth between the sisters, which at times, I found a bit confusing and had to check the beginning of each chapter to make sure I understood who was talking at the moment.
There were a few too many teenage angsty longing for the boy passages for my tastes as well, but the relationship wrap up was satisfying by the end of the story.
If you are looking for a retelling of the classic Red Riding Hood story, this isn’t it. The story is true to the current paranormal fad. It does stand well on its own, so fans of the current fashion will undoubtedly enjoy it, but I’m getting a bit tired of the creepy factor myself.