The world ends not with a bang, but with a downpour. Tornadoes spin through the heart of London, New York cooks in a heat wave that melts tarmac, and Russia freezes under an ever-thickening layer of permafrost. People rally at first – organizing aid drops and evacuating populations – but the weather is only getting worse.
In Durham, mild-mannered academic Danny Fennick has battened down to sit out the storm. He grew up in the Scottish Highlands, so he’s seen harsh winters before. Besides, he has an advantage. He’s a werewolf. Or, to be precise, a were-dog. Less impressive, but still useful.
Except the other werewolves don’t believe this is any ordinary winter, and they’re coming down over the Wall to mark their new territory. Including Danny’s ex, Jack – the Crown Prince Pup of the Numitor’s pack – and the prince’s brother, who wants to kill him.
A wolf winter isn’t white. It’s red as blood.
This is probably more just a case of “it’s me not you” but this was NOT for me. Though it sounded interesting and very probably well written it was not the storyline I like. I like fun, adventure, a little angst but most importantly romance.
I love shifters and the cover for this is awesome and the blurb sounded great… but this is very dark and way more “dystopian” than I like. I wasn’t getting any sort of strong romance vibe and it was too dark for me.
Derrick McClain was doing a fantastic job with his narration giving all sorts of yummy accents to a large variety of characters but though I tried a few times to get through this I never could.
DNF. Not my cup of tea.
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