By: Ilona Andrews
You know that feeling you get when you finish a really good ending to a good book? Yeah, that’s how I felt after finishing this one.
Kate is a no-nonsense type of gal, but she has a habit of getting herself into situations where nonsense is endemic. This time, it involves the pack, a little street girl named Julie, and an ancient Celtic Goddess and her undead enemies.
Oh, and a little thing called love. Seems that Kate, suffering from not enough attention in the previous installment, is getting admirers in spades, one of them being an archer that has a bad habit of popping up whenever he wants and disappearing as just as quickly. The other, the Beast Lord himself, even though Kate is trying to arrange his girlfriend’s marriage to her former suitor… and then there’s Julie…
Between ancient giants, words of power, undead mermaids, a Goddess’ son, a missing coven of witches, a Hound, and Curran, Kate keeps finding herself in precarious situations without a moment to breathe. And when she loses someone she cares about, she finds herself trying to do the one thing magic ain’t supposed to do…
I love Kate. She is so real and sassy, and thinks so much like me, it’s scary some times. Curran is a classic Alpha Male, and I can see how he frustrates Kate just by breathing. The fact that she understands and respects him speaks loads about Kate’s depth. Kate tries to be a loner, and portray herself as one, but this story shows just how much she craves attachment, and just how many friends she really has.
This book is really a hook-line-and-sinker into magic filled Atlanta. Only the second book in this series, I am ready to throw caution to the wind and say that if all the books are as good as the first two, I will be moving soon. 😉