I still hadn’t fully absorbed the terrible possibility that I might actually be a werewolf. A werewolf. I kept stumbling over that word; it made no sense to me. How could I be a werewolf? Werewolves didn’t exist.
When Tobias Richard Vandevelde wakes up in hospital with no memory of the night before, his horrified mother tells him that he was found by the police. At Featherdale Park. In a dingo pen.
As if that isn’t weird enough, suddenly a very menacing looking guy and a priest show up at his door.
As the mystery unfolds, Toby finds himself keeping company with some very strange and sickly looking people – members of a suburban vampire support group. And when he’s abducted in broad daylight, he will need all their help to break free … and to come to terms with his own incredibly rare condition.
This is the second book in a series. I did not get the chance to read the first book. There were a few places where they referenced things that happened. But it wasn’t necessary to read the first one in order to understand this book.
First off, I thought that the characters were pretty weak. Toby was supposed to be thirteen, but for much of the book he was characterized as a much younger boy. His mom might as well just been holding her hands over her ears shouting “la la la I can’t hear you” for as much as she was listening to what people were trying to tell her.
The first portion of the book was extremely slow moving. During that time, I kept putting it down and really didn’t want to pick it back up.
I had heard such great things about the first book in the series. So I had some high hopes for this one. Unfortunately it fell flat.
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