TBH, Melissa Huxley's books are hit or miss for me. Some are good, some make me question why I continue to read her books. But for some reason I'm always excited when a new one comes out, like I have forgotten why I should hesitate. As a whole, this was sweet. Girl loses all in a fire, girl meets sexy firefighters (who wouldn't want to?!), girl falls in love and they rebuild her life together. The end.
In its components, though, is where you lose me. The FMC was presented to us as a beta. I went into this expecting it to be about a beta who finds her pack. That is not what I got. Now, I don't mind (usually enjoy honestly) a good beta-that's-really-an-omega story. But I really liked Melody in the first book and I feel like we got her for .002 seconds before she became stoopid. She didn't listen to anyone that was telling her she was an omega, there was no (necessary) visit with a doctor, she just kept saying "I don't understaaaaaand...." Miss Ma'am... (que raised eyebrow).
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The uneducated and goofy inconsistencies continued to pull me out of the story. 1) Her rescue is on fire, they are scrambling to find somewhere for the animals to go. But instead of sticking aroumd you know, as the OWNER OF THE RESCUE, and helping getting the animals parcelled out and situated, she leaves to drive around and hide. lolwut? 2) There is not even the most basic understanding of animal growth. From the time of the fire to her bonding is two months. That makes this puppy 3-1/2 months old, at THAT point. Throughout the story, this puppy is not going to be running around and tripping over her own ears and feet just yet. 3) She leaves her car at the burnt out rescue that is in a not so nice part of town and has no concerns for it. 4) She never files her claim. For a woman that is super proud of what she had accomplished, she sure seems ok on path of having nothing. 5) Fitz and Samson started out as two separate personalities but Samson (Mr Grumpy) soon morphed into Elliot (Mr Grumpier) while also merging with Fitz (Mr Golden Retriever). He was no longer grumpy, just there.
My biggest peeve was the use of "ugh" in schmexy scenes. Of all the words in the English language to show the inability to think while getting railed, ugh should NEVER be the one used. Ever. Ugh is a vocal expression used to show distaste or annoyance or exasperation. It a typically used by teenagers to convey their utter disdain for any type of request you make of them. If your girl is constantly (and I mean almost every other vocalization out of her mouth) is UGH, then you are not doing ANYTHING right. So, please, for the love of the gods, can we just drop UGH from any vernacular?