It sounded like a fun idea, but it was a boring, muddled mess of cardboard characters that somehow had too much and too little going on at the same time. The plot is a pandering mishmash of Things 'Muricans Are Scared Of: Nazis, Russians, Muslims and uppity wimmin.
First, the toxic masculinity: pretty much the only woman who isn't looked down on is the homemaking wifey. I have nothing against 'housewife' as a life choice, there are great housewife characters out there, BUT it's like this woman never leaves the house except to go to church; she has no interests, curiosities, feelings, or ambitions beyond waiting on her husband's every need and desire, and this is all portrayed as proof that she is 'the perfect wife'. She is pure and angelic, and her two Obligatory Cute Children are likewise perfect and angelic little decorative props (whereas anyone who either has multiple kids or has siblings knows there should be some fighting and whining here and there). Every other woman is either the Manipulative Psycho Girlfriend or is contemptibly weak and/or incompetent at her job--she's only here to fill a PC quota, she needs a man to tell her what to do, she bases all her actions on needing people to like her, etc. The message here is 'women are no good outside the home'. The female reporter gets a slightly more positive portrayal, though possibly only because she's looking for who killed her fiance (and ruined her dreams of domesticity!). The protagonist's gruff partner is known for spewing racist and misogynist diatribe, which the protagonist (and everybody else) amusedly tolerates because 'there's a kernel or truth in it' and 'he says what everyone else is thinking'. In other words, 'I'm not racist or sexist, but I agree with the racist and sexist things this racist sexist says!' *HEAVY SIGH*
Next, the unnecessary political background crap: the author is trying to make the point that this evil dude is taking down Europe. How? By somehow, mysteriously, without explanation, having Europe taken over by, I don't know, unspecified muslims? I'm guessing, because at one point they mention in passing that France adopts Sharia law. Despite this being big news, almost nobody in the States seems to know about it (when you'd think the US sensationalist news would be losing their minds and bombarding everyone with it 24/7). It's not really explained, it doesn't seem to matter to anyone (?!?), and it really wasn't necessary to advance the plot anyway. It's just slapped on there for supposedly-scary-but-really-just-excessive-and-annoying effect.
Now, we need to make our protagonist perfect yet flawed and relatable: okay, so he's, like, pretty religious, okay? Only he lets his perfect little wifey do most of the religioning for him (delegating! Because I've got more manly things to do!). But, like, he's flawed, okay, so he gets totally manipulated into sex with a Psycho Girlfriend and then spends 80% of the time dodging Psycho's calls and feeling guilty (fair enough, but did your guiltiness have to have such melodramatically pious tones? I'm Christian myself, but I found this guy VERY annoying). And then the problem gets resolved WAY too conveniently--very cliche.
To top off the lazy character-making, the villain: okay, what's evil and scary? Nazis! What else? Those commie Russians! (Remember, this is for a 'Merican audience). So how can I make a character who's super-scary? How about he's half-German, half-Russian, AND he's an ex-Nazi, AND he came from behind the Iron Curtain, AND he has, like, evil powers! Super evil foreigner!!!! *eye-roll*
Finally, the werewolf part: some aspects of it were cool--I liked the creepy visitations--but it took WAY too long to get to the werewolfy parts. And once the initial turn-into-a-werewolf attack happened, it took way too long to wolf out again. This is the selling-point of the book, built into the very title, and it felt like a slog to get the slightest touch of it.
Honestly, I forced my way through 2/3rds of the book hoping it would improve and had to quit. There are much better werewolf books out there, and what little good parts there are here are buried under too much awfulness.