I can't even. I seriously can't even. "Warning: Hot, steamy threesomes, chauvinism and more are running wild in the jungle. Can you handle the heat?" When I bought this book, I had seen that warning that caps the description. I took chauvinism to mean that these heroes would be more in-your-face domineering alpha. Instead, what Langlais says is chauvinism is in fact it's dear and hateful cousin: misogyny. A.k.a. "the hatred of women by men" as defined by the dictionary. What makes me say that?
Acat is our Alpha hero. (Literally, he is Alpha. Capitals and all.) He spends the majority of the text brow beating, manipulating, and 'seducing' his bride into doing what he wants. He tries repeatedly to break her using sex, which is not the tactic of someone who has even the slightest modicum of respect for women or more specifically the heroine. If anyone were to try to use those tactics on a woman in modern society, it would be considered abuse. I was literally sickened by his insistence that she must want to be mated to him and his buddy for life, simply because she became aroused when toyed with. The heroine was a toy to him, a prize that should simply conform to whatever he wanted, something that was his goddamned due as an Alpha. At one point, he refuses to even tell the heroine about his family, for no viable reason other than to prove he doesn't have to listen to her.
Our heroine, Carlie, isn't really much better, seeing as how she would rather spend her time doing petty rebellions rather than being intelligent enough to actually choose strategies that might work. Oh, look, she's making kitty jokes, isn't that so quaint? That'll really show them. Except no, not really, because apparently she cannot get over how rippling their muscles are. She is kidnapped, ignored, shoved into figurative and literal cages, repeatedly drugged, physically hit, verbally threatened, "forcibly seduced" (I would qualify it as rape but some may not), biologically changed against her will, and lied to constantly. But that can all be forgiven because they have big dicks and nice abdominal muscles.
Perhaps the only kind-of-sort-of saving grace in this trio of misfits is Chaob, the Beta hero. (Again, literally, he is Beta.) Because even though he falls into line with Acat far too often for my tastes, at least he is capable of showing something resembling genuine care for the needs of the heroine. At least he seems to realize that she is human (werejaguar, whatever) and therefore deserving of at least some respect. He tries to make compromises with her, and he's usually the one who convinces Acat not to rape/beat/threaten Carlie into submission. He's also just about the only one who actually explains anything to Carlie.
Even with the small good graces provided by Chaob, this was a wreck. The sex was awkward. The word "freakn" was used too fucking much, because yes, we get it, this is a series where the key word is freakn, now please stop using it. The paranormal aspects made absolutely no sense: apparently this tribe is descended from the Mayans somehow, but have powers, but there are giant spider ruins, but curse something or other, but what the seriously effing hell? And romance? Well, I think I outlined pretty well above why there is no romance, and even more so, why there is no Happily Ever After. I kept reading this for some faint hope that things would get better. They didn't.
This book is Not Okay. Badly done, Langlais. Badly. Done.