I can’t believe I’m saying this, but Sienna and Wade were finally in a good place, and I loved it. The way they call each other “my wife” and “my husband” like it’s the best thing in the world? I’m eating it up. I have waited so long for this moment. Will it last? Probably not, because life (and Robert J. Crane) refuses to let Sienna be happy for more than five minutes, but I’m holding onto it while I can.
Meanwhile, Reed is still sulking because his sister is stronger and more feared than him. We are 59 books in, and this man is still mad about it? Reed. Please. Find peace.
Sienna calling herself a goddess? She should. She’s been through everything, and at this point, she might as well claim the title. No one’s stopping her. And honestly, the way the world is falling apart in this book? It’s giving full apocalypse horror, and I love it. The “infected by rage” element? Yes. One more step toward a person gnawing on someone else, and it would have been straight up 28 Days Later. I was ready.
Then Chapter 52 rolls around, and I know something bad is coming. And then Sienna begging for death? That broke me. She’s survived so much, fought harder than anyone, and in that moment, she was just done. I hated seeing her like that.
But then Wade. Wade.
“We are going to be driving each other nuts for a very long time to come, Mrs. Wade. I’m going to be feeling those cold feet of yours on my legs in bed for millennia yet.”
I am in love with this man. This is everything. He doesn’t care about the chaos, the end of the world, any of it he just loves HIS WIFE.
What was that ending?! Wade taking a job that keeps him away from her? Reed, his wife, and the whole agency just leaving the country? Sienna is alone. Again. Every time she gets even a little bit of happiness, something rips it away. At this point, I need Mr Crane to personally explain to me when this woman will finally get a break.
I will absolutely be here for book 60, because I clearly love the pain.