Damn. This series started so promising, with the deft twisting of some well-worn tropes. The second book cranked up the angst, but what I expected from this one — a more complex resolution for the clan elders to deal with wolf-vampire hybrids, a re-evaluation of the bonding rules — didn’t materialize.
Structurally, this was a weak novel. They keep running, half-heartedly trust somebody because they don’t have much of a choice, and get betrayed; rinse, lather, repeat. Some of this makes no sense whatsoever — ok, so they’re in deep shit because they have gone against the elders and the rules, and now the elders are deliberating what to do, and things don’t look good for them. The very clear orders from the elders has been to leave them alone in the cabin and do nothing to them. So a bunch of people on the island also decide to defy the elders’ rules? Really, nobody actually seems to give much of a fuck for rules. The last betrayal also makes no sense — what, at that time the people involved didn’t actually understand fully what the hell they were doing? Do they have more than two neurons to rub together? Julie’s reaction to what happens to Harlan is staggeringly unbelievable — this is NOT how anyone acts who loves a person. Ever. And the ending is just anti-climactic. Nothing new is said that wasn’t said to the clan elder a day or so before, yet this time he caves, and for no good reason whatsoever. And exactly how will our intrepid trio go on now? This feels at best like a HFN, and I am almost hoping for a 4th book to repair the damage, but I am also not sure I’d want to read a 4th book after this one. I didn’t even like the sex anymore, because I got conditioned that it would be interrupted in some potentially deadly way.
In general I got the impression that the author wrote herself into a corner with this book and never managed to find a believable way out.
Nit-picky addendum: It’s been too long since I read the previous two books, but did we get a good reason for why they’re limited to drinking from wolves? Ok, so biting humans would turn them, but can’t they take donations via an IV baggie? That would solve their major problem real easily. Also, in general I like my paranormal fantasy to make some semi-scientific sense. I know, vampires already don’t make any much sense (except for the ones who supposedly have a virus), and neither do shifters who lose much of their mass when shifting into an animal. But with all that extra energy expenditure, they can live on half a cup of blood for several days? I know, I know, why am I even asking; paranormal romance doesn’t give a shit about making sense in general, I shouldn’t blame this author in specific. It’s just when I am already unhappy, I turn more critical in general.