Grace has spent years watching the wolves in the woods behind her house. One yellow-eyed wolf—her wolf – watches back. He feels deeply familiar to her, but she doesn’t know why.
Sam has lived two lives. As a wolf, he keeps the silent company of the girl he loves. And then, for a short time each year, he is human, never daring to talk to Grace…until now.
For Grace and Sam, love has always been kept at a distance. But once it’s spoken, it cannot be denied. Sam must fight to stay human—and Grace must fight to keep him--- even if it means taking on the scars of the past, the fragility of the present, and the impossibility of the future.
I had a deep gut feeling I'd regret reading this book. And this is the proof you should always listen to your gut. I wanted something romantic, and all I got was teenage lust and the stupidest plotline I've read to date. The more I get burned by garbage like this the more I inwardly curse Stephanie Myers for starting it. This book had nothing good to offer to anyone and I am abashed at having read it through. There is profanity, and a sex scene which I admit was fairly mild, but still inapropriate. If you can't tell, I have no love for this book and echo the sentiment of Dorothy Parker: "It is not a novel to be thrown aside lightly. It should be thrown aside with great force." The only thing I found remotely intriguing was the notion of the wolves. I gave this book all my patience and waited it out, and still found it lacking in every essential. Blech. Needless to say, I shall not be reading the 'breathtaking sequel'...I'd recommend it to those who enjoy the Twilight stuff though. And I hope you aren't offended by my rant. Just my opinion.