Wolfsbane (Nightshade Series #2)by Andrea Cremer
This thrilling sequel to the much-talked-about Nightshade begins just where it ended–Calla Tor wakes up in the lair of the Searchers, her sworn enemy, and she's certain her days are numbered. But then the Searchers make her an offer–one that gives her the chance to destroy her former masters and save the pack–and the man–she left behind. Is Ren worth the price of her freedom? And will Shay stand by her side no matter what? Now in control of her own destiny, Calla must decide which battles are worth fighting and how many trials true love can endure and still survive.
This second installment in the well-received Nightshade series puts 17-year-old alpha girl-wolf Calla into an alignment with her erstwhile mortal enemies, the Seekers, in an effort to save her pack and eventually the world.
This book picks up where the first ended, requiring familiarity with the earlier story and offering little explanation to new readers. Calla loves Shay, whom she rescued and transformed into a man-wolf in the first book. Yet she can't abandon her fierce attraction to Ren, her intended mate, left behind in Vail, Colo., to suffer torture at the hands of the Keepers, the powerful beings who control the wolves. Worse, Calla realizes that the Keepers will destroy her wolf pack if she doesn't save them with the Seekers' help. With alliances decided and exposition of Calla's new circumstances completed, Calla and the Seekers journey magically back to Vail to attempt a rescue of Ren and her pack. Cremer focuses this installment on plenty of action as the raid runs into trouble, referring only occasionally to her earlier theme of freedom. That battle does the job, however, along with the occasional hot-hot-hot sex scene, to keep readers hooked into the narrative. The series has plenty of oomph to continue beyond this story's cliffhanger. Fans will be satisfied and eager for the next installment.
Creative and absorbing fantasy. (Paranormal adventure. 14 & up)
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I was exhausted; with the two of us uncertain of our way, we halted on a plateau lonelier than desert paths.
I COULDN’T SHUT OUT the screams. Darkness surrounded me. A terrible weight pressed into my chest, making me struggle for each breath as I lay drowning in my own blood. I sat up with a gasp, blinking into the shadows.
The screaming had stopped. The room became still, flooded with silence. I took a couple of painful swallows, trying to moisten my parched mouth. It took me a moment to realize that the screams had been my own, each cry clawing my throat until it was raw. I brought my hands up to my chest. My fingers moved along the surface of my shirt. The fabric was smooth, with no sign of rips or tears from the crossbow bolts. I couldn’t see well in the dim light, but I could tell this shirt wasn’t mine, or rather, wasn’t Shay’s borrowed sweater—the one I’d been wearing the night everything changed.
A blur of images rushed through my head. A blanket of snow. A dark forest. The pounding of drums. Howls calling me to the union.
The union. My blood grew cold. I’d run from my own destiny.
I’d run from Ren. The thought of the Bane alpha made my chest tighten, but when I dropped my face into my hands, another figure replaced him. A boy on his knees, blindfolded and bound, alone in the forest.
I could hear his voice, feel the brush of his hands on my cheek as I’d slipped in and out of consciousness. What had happened? He’d left me alone in the dark for so long. . . . I was still alone. But where?
My eyes adjusted to the low light of the room. The cloudy skies filtered sunlight through tall leaded windows stretching the length of the opposite wall, tingeing pale shadows with a rose-hued gleam as I scanned the room for an exit, finding a tall oak door to the right of the bed. Ten, maybe fifteen feet from where I sat.
I managed to slow my breathing, but my heart was still pounding. Swinging my legs over the edge of the bed, I tentatively put weight on my feet. I had no trouble standing and felt each muscle spring back to life, coiled and taut, ready for anything.
I’d be able to fight, and kill, if I had to.
The sound of booted footsteps reached my ears. The knob turned and the door swung inward to reveal a man I’d seen only once before. He had thick hair, deep brown like the color of black coffee. The contours of his face were cut at strong, chiseled angles, slightly worn with lines and covered with the shadow of several days of unshaven, salt-and-pepper stubble—neglected but still appealing.
I’d last seen his face seconds before he coldcocked me with the pommel of his sword. My canines sharpened as a growl rumbled deep in my chest.
He opened his mouth to speak, but I shifted into a wolf, crouching low, snarling at him. I kept my fangs in plain view, a steady growl rolling out of my throat. I had two options: tear him to pieces or bolt past him. I was guessing I had only a few seconds to pick one.
His hand went to his waist, pushing back his long leather duster to rest on the hilt of a long, curving saber.
A fight it is.
My muscles quivered as I hunched down, angling for his throat.
“Wait.” He moved his hand off the hilt, lifting his palms in an attempt to pacify me.
I froze, stunned by the gesture and a little irked at his presumption. I wouldn’t be calmed that easily. After a quick snap of my fangs, I risked a glance toward the hall at his back.
“You don’t want to do that,” he said, stepping into my line of sight.
I answered with a growl.
And you don’t want to find out what I’m capable of when I’m cornered.
“I understand the impulse,” he continued, folding his arms over his chest, the sword in its scabbard. “You might get past me. Then you’ll run into a security detail at the end of the hall. And if you get past them—which I think you probably could, given that you’re an alpha—you’ll hit a larger group of guards at any of the exits.”
“Given that you’re an alpha.” How does he know who I am?
Still growling, I backed off, throwing a glance over my shoulder at the tall windows. I could easily smash through them. It would hurt, but as long as it wasn’t too high a drop, I’d survive.
“Not an option,” he said, glancing at the windows.
What is this guy? A mind reader?
“That’s at least a fifty-foot drop onto solid marble.” He took a step forward. I backed up again. “And no one here wants to see you get hurt.”
The growl died in my throat.
His voice dropped low and he spoke slowly. “If you’d shift back into human form, we could talk.”
I gnashed my teeth, frustrated, sidling along the floor. But we both knew I was feeling less sure of myself by the minute.
“If you try to run,” he continued, “we’ll be forced to kill you.”
He’d said it so calmly that it took a moment for me to process the words.
I let out a sharp bark of protest that turned to dark laughter as I shifted into human form.
“I thought no one here wanted to hurt me.”
One corner of his mouth crinkled. “We don’t. Calla, I’m Monroe.”
He took a step forward.
“Stay where you are,” I said, flashing my canines.
He didn’t come any closer.
“You haven’t tried to kill me yet,” I replied, still scanning the room for anything that would give me a tactical advantage. “But that doesn’t mean I can trust you. If I see that steel hanging from your belt move an inch, you lose an arm.”
Questions pounded in my skull, making my head ache. The sensation of breathlessness threatened to overwhelm me again. I couldn’t afford to panic. I also couldn’t afford to show any weakness.
Memories stirred deep within me, swirling beneath my skin and raising gooseflesh along my arms. Cries of pain echoed in my head. I shivered, seeing wraiths ooze around me like nebulous shadows while succubi screamed overhead. My blood went icy.
“Monroe! The boy is over here!”
“Where is Shay?”
I choked on his name, terror welling up in my throat as I waited for Monroe’s response.
Snatches from the past flitted through my mind, a blur of images that wouldn’t stay in focus. I struggled with the memories, trying to catch them and hold them in place so that I could make sense of what had happened, how I’d gotten here. I remembered racing through narrow halls, realizing we’d been cornered, and finding our way into the library at Rowan Estate. Shay’s uncle, Bosque Mar, eroding my outrage with doubts about what was happening to us.
Shay’s fingers clutched my hand so tightly it hurt. “Tell me who you really are.”
“I’m your uncle,” Bosque said calmly, walking toward us. “Your own flesh and blood.”
“Who are the Keepers?” Shay asked.
“Others like me, who want only to protect you. To help you,” Bosque replied. “Shay, you are not like other children. You have untapped abilities that you cannot begin to imagine. I can show you who you truly are. Teach you to use the power you have.”
“If you’re so invested in helping Shay, why was he the sacrifice at my union?” I pushed Shay behind me, shielding him from Bosque.
Bosque shook his head. “Another tragic misunderstanding. A test, Calla, of your loyalty to our noble cause. I thought we offered you the best of educations, but perhaps you aren’t familiar with Abraham’s trial with his son Isaac? Isn’t the sacrifice of one you love the ultimate gauge of your faith? Do you really believe we wanted Shay to die at your hands? We’ve asked you to be his protector.”
I began to shake. “You’re lying.”
“Am I?” Bosque smiled, and it almost looked kind. “After all you’ve been through, have you no trust in your masters? You would never have been made to harm Shay—another kill would have been provided in his place at the last moment. I understand such a test may seem too terrible to be fair, too much to ask of you and Renier. Perhaps you are too young to have faced such a trial.”
I balled my hands into fists so Monroe wouldn’t see them shaking. I could hear the screams of succubi and incubi, hear the hissing chimeras and the shuffling gait of those horrible, desiccated creatures that had crawled out of the portraits lining Rowan Estate’s walls.
“Where is he?” I asked again, grinding my teeth. “I swear if you don’t tell me—”
“He’s in our care,” Monroe said calmly.
There was that half smirk again. I couldn’t puzzle out this man’s reserved but confident demeanor.
I wasn’t sure what “care” meant in this case. Keeping my fangs bared, I edged across the room, waiting for Monroe to make a move. Even as I watched him, blurry images of the past wavered before my eyes like watercolors.
Cold metal encircling my arms. The click of locks and the sudden absence of weight from my wrists. The warmth of a gentle touch rubbing away the icy chill on my skin.
“Why isn’t she awake yet?” Shay asked. “You promised she wouldn’t be hurt.”
“She’ll be fine,” Monroe said. “The enchantment from the bolts acts like a heavy sedative; it will take some time to wear off.”
I tried to speak, to move, but my eyelids were so heavy, the darkness of slumber pulling me beneath its surface again.
“If we can reach an agreement, I’ll take you to him,” Monroe continued.
“An agreement?” I was right about not wanting to show weakness. If I was making any sort of deal with a Searcher, it had to be on my terms.
“Yes,” he said, risking a step toward me. When I didn’t protest, he began to smile. He wasn’t being deceptive—I didn’t catch the scent of fear—but his smile was chased away by something else. Pain?
“We need you, Calla.”
My confusion buzzed more loudly, forcing me to shake it off like a pesky swarm of flies. I had to appear confident, not distracted by his strange behavior.
“Who exactly is ‘we’? And what do you need me for?”
My anger had dissolved, but I concentrated on keeping my canines razor sharp. I didn’t want Monroe to forget for one minute who he was dealing with. I was still an alpha—I needed to remember that as much as he needed to see it. That strength was the only thing I had going for me right now.
“My people,” he said, vaguely gesturing behind him toward whatever lay beyond the door. “The Searchers.”
“You’re their leader?” I frowned.
He looked strong but grizzled—like someone who never got as much sleep as he really needed.
“I’m a leader,” he said. “I head up the Haldis team; we run operations out of the Denver outpost.”
“Let’s talk about your friends in Denver.”
Somewhere in the recesses of my mind, Lumine, my mistress, smiled and a Searcher screamed.
I crossed my arms over my chest so I wouldn’t shudder. “Okay.”
“But it’s not just my team that needs your help,” he continued, turning suddenly to pace in front of the door. “We all do. Everything has changed; we don’t have any time to waste.”
He ran his hands through his dark hair as he spoke. I considered bolting—he was clearly distracted—but something about his manner mesmerized me, enough so that I didn’t know if escape was what I really wanted anymore.
“You might be our only chance. I don’t think the Scion can do this alone. You might be the final part of the equation. The tipping point.”
“The tipping point of what?”
“This war. You can end it.”
War. The word set my blood boiling. I was glad for it; the heat coursing through my veins made me feel stronger. This war was the one I’d been raised to fight.
“We need you to join us, Calla.”
I could barely hear him. I was trapped in a red fog—thoughts of the violence that consumed so much of my life filled my being.
The Witches’ War.
I’d served the Keepers in their battles against the Searchers since I could cut flesh with my teeth. I’d hunted for them. I’d killed for them.
My eyes focused on Monroe. I’d killed his people. How could he possibly want me to join them?
As if sensing my wariness, he froze in place. He didn’t speak but clasped his hands behind his back, watching me, waiting for me to speak.
I swallowed, forcing steadiness into my voice. “You want me to fight for you.”
“Not just you,” he said. I could tell he was fighting to control his words as well. He seemed desperate to flood the air between us with his thoughts. “But you’re the key. You’re an alpha, a leader. That’s what we need. It’s what we’ve always needed.”
“I don’t understand.”
His eyes were so bright as he spoke I didn’t know whether to be afraid or fascinated. “The Guardians, Calla. Your pack. We need you to bring them over to us. To fight with us.”
It felt like the floor had dropped out beneath me and I was falling. I wanted to believe what he was saying, because wasn’t this the very thing I’d hoped for?
A way to free my pack.
Yes. Yes, it was. Even now my heart was racing with the thought of returning to Vail, of finding my packmates. Of getting back to Ren. I could take them all away from the Keepers. To something else. Something better.
But the Searchers were my enemies . . . I could only tread carefully if I made a pact with them. I decided to play up my reluctance.
“I don’t know if that’s possible. . . .”
“But it is!” Monroe lurched forward as if to grab my hands, a mad glint in his eyes.
I leapt back, shifting into wolf form, and snapped at his fingers.
“I’m sorry.” He shook his head. “There’s so much you don’t know.”
I shifted back. His face was etched with deep lines. Haunted, full of secrets.
“No sudden moves, Monroe.” I took slow steps toward him, extending my hand, warding off another approach. “I’m interested, but I’m not convinced that you know what you’re asking of me.”
“I do.” He looked away, almost flinching at his own words. “I’m asking you to risk everything.”
“And why would I do that?” I asked.
I already knew the answer. I’d risked everything to save Shay. And I’d do it again in a heartbeat if it meant I could get back to my packmates. If I could save them.
He stepped back and extended his arm, clearing my path to the open door.
THE DOOR LED INTO A WIDE, well-lit hall and I swallowed a gasp. The walls were hewn from gleaming marble, its surfaces reflecting a glimmering veil of sunlight that spilled through glass.
Where am I?
The startling beauty of my surroundings distracted me enough that I failed to notice that Monroe and I weren’t the only ones in the hall.
“Heads up.” A distinctly sullen voice made me jump.
I turned, barely maintaining my human form, bristling with anger at being caught off guard. I almost shifted again when I saw the speaker.
Ethan. I’d met him twice and both times we’d been fighting. First at the library and then at Rowan Estate. My lips curled back so I could flash my fangs. Looking at him, I clenched my fist in front of my chest. His crossbow bolts had almost killed me before Monroe knocked me out. Ethan stared back at me, nose still slightly crooked from when Shay had broken it. Instead of marring his hardened good looks, it had the effect of making him seem that much more dangerous. My muscles quaked as I watched him. The slightest twitch of his fingers in the direction of the dagger sheathed at his waist was all it took.
I shifted as I leapt, my cry of outrage turning into a howl, mind a frenzy when I barreled into him.
Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Two kind words from Monroe and I’d walked right into an ambush.
Ethan’s fingers twisted in the fur at my chest, shoving me away so my fangs snapped just short of his throat. He spewed curses as he writhed beneath me. I wrenched free of his grasp, but before I could tear into his unprotected flesh, someone else slammed into my back.
Arms and legs wrapped around my torso, clinging tightly, refusing to let go. I snarled and bucked, twisting my head around as I tried to free myself of this new assailant. I couldn’t get a good look at the attacker nor could I manage to sink my teeth into the arm locked around my chest. A deep masculine whoop and the sound of laughter only fueled my rage. I crow-hopped and whirled in a circle, desperate to throw him off.
The laughter was coming from Ethan, who’d jumped to his feet and was watching me struggling with a satisfied smirk on his face.
“Ride ’em, cowboy! Only eight seconds, Connor, and you’re golden,” he said. “You’ve already made it to five.”
“Stop this!” Monroe loomed up between me and Ethan. “Calla, I gave you my word. You aren’t in danger here. Connor, get off her.”
I thrashed as the rumble of Connor’s laughter rippled through my back. “But Monroe, this is almost a new record for me.”
“Welcome to Wolf Rodeo.” Ethan was laughing so hard he’d bent over, hands resting on his knees so he wouldn’t fall.
“I said stop.” Nothing in Monroe’s voice was amused.
I was so startled when Connor slid off me that I continued to buck and nearly tumbled over.
“Whoa there, sleeping beauty.” I whipped around to find Connor grinning at me. I had no trouble remembering him: the other Searcher who’d ambushed Shay and me at the library. And he’d been at Rowan Estate as well, scooping up Shay—unconscious and a wolf—and whisking him away from Bosque’s onslaught of wraiths, succubi, and incubi. I shuddered, both at the memory of the horde and at the sick dread I still felt at not knowing what had happened to Shay.
Unlike Ethan, whose gaze had made me certain he wanted to stick a knife in my gut as much as I wanted to sink my teeth into his throat, Connor was working hard not to laugh. With that expression he looked boyishly appealing, even a little innocent, but I recalled too well the way he could wield swords. Two swords, curving sabers like Monroe’s, were sheathed at his waist at this very moment. I snarled at him, backing slowly away from the three Searchers.
“Not a morning person, are we?” Connor smiled. “I promise we’ll get you some breakfast, wolfie. You just can’t eat Ethan. Deal?”
“Calla.” Monroe was walking toward me, shaking his head. “We aren’t your enemies. Please give me a chance.”
I met his dark eyes, which had locked on me, intense and a little fearful. Pulling my gaze off Monroe, I glanced at Ethan and Connor. They’d taken flanking positions behind Monroe, but neither had drawn a weapon. Conflicting impulses paralyzed me. All my instincts were screaming to attack, but the Searchers had only acted defensively. And they weren’t trying to hurt me now.
Still uneasy, I shifted forms.
“I like her better this way, don’t you?” Connor murmured with a sideways glance at Ethan, who only grunted.
“What are they doing here?” I pointed at the other two men but spoke to Monroe. “I thought you said I’d be safe with you.”
“They’re members of my team,” Monroe answered. “And you’ll be working closely with them. You can trust them just as you can trust me.”
Now it was my turn to laugh. “No way. These two have tried to kill me more than once.”
“No more fighting now that we’re on the same team,” Connor said. “Scout’s honor.”
“Like you were ever a Boy Scout.” Ethan’s smile was there and gone in less than a second. “Besides, she just tried to tear my throat out!”
“Ethan.” Monroe spared him a stern glance.
But Ethan’s hostility offered me more reassurance than Monroe’s promises or Connor’s jibes; at least Ethan’s threats made sense. These were Searchers and I was a Guardian. What could we offer each other besides bloodshed?
“Calla,” Monroe said. “Our worlds are changing faster than you can imagine. Forget what you think you know about us. We can help each other. We all want the same things.”
I didn’t respond, wondering what exactly he thought I wanted.
“Will you come with us?” he asked. “Will you hear what I have to say?”
Pulling my eyes off him, I looked up and down the curving hall. Nothing was familiar. If I ran, I wouldn’t know where I was going. At least I could keep an eye out for an escape route while I was following Monroe around.
“Fine,” I said.
“Fantastic!” Connor laughed. “No more fighting! I guess that means we’re bosom buddies now? Very nice.”
With that he looked pointedly at my chest.
“She’s a wolf,” Ethan snapped. “That’s twisted.”
“Not at the moment,” Connor said, not moving his gaze and taking a few steps closer. As he drew near, I caught the scent of cedar and violet tinged with the aroma of coffee. The mixture was familiar—one I’d been close to before. I snarled and jumped back, shaking away the new cloud of memories forming in my mind.
“Are you sure she’s an alpha?” Connor asked, tucking me against his chest when I stirred. “She doesn’t look that tough.”
“You have a selective memory, moron,” Ethan snapped. “Just because she’s a pretty blonde now doesn’t mean the wolf is gone.”
“Silver lining, man.” Connor laughed. “Gotta live in the moment. And in this moment there is one fine-looking girl in my arms.”
“Stop talking about her like I’m not here!” Shay yelled.
“Oh, horrors, I’ve angered the Great One,” Connor said. “Will I ever gain his forgiveness?”
“Don’t push the boy, Connor,” Monroe said. “We’re nearly at the rendezvous point.”
“Sorry, boy.” Connor smirked.
“That’s it.” Shay snarled and I heard the scuffle of feet.
“Whoa!” Ethan’s body loomed in front of me. “Can’t let you do it, kid.”
“That’s enough,” Monroe said. “There’s the portal. Just go.”
Meet the Author
Andrea Cremer lives in Minneapolis, Minnesota, where she's a professor in the history department at Macalester College. Wolfsbane is her second novel.
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Back in October, after I read Nightshade, I was beside myself wondering how I was going to wait until Wolfsbane came out in July. I was extremely lucky enough to receive an ARC from Andrea's publishers. OMG, I was doing the *Snoopy Happy Dance* when it came in the mail. I have to say Andrea Cremer has another fantastic hit on her hands. Wolfsbane was such an action packed amazing thrill ride. I was a fan of Shay's from the first book and now I am a hard core fan. Shay is just such an incredibly dynamic character. Calla is such a tormented soul with such intense feelings that you can almost feel her pain and conflict. Take these two characters and add the dynamic of the Searchers and you have such a whirlwind story giving Calla and Shay a whole new side to the conflict. We get to hear things from the Searchers perspective which in turn gives Calla and Shay a whole new outlook on what they were brought up to know and believe. We also learn a little more about Ren's mother and her roll in the past Guardian revolt. I am so afraid to say too much because I so don't want to ruin this fantastic story for anyone. Just know this is a MUST READ sequel. On a scale from 1-10 I give Wolfsbane a 20. Of the scale I know but Andrea's storytelling is beyond AMAZING. Her Wolves are hot, sexy, fierce, as well as loyal. If you have read Nightshade you MUST read Wolfsbane. If you haven't read Nightshade what in the world are you waiting for. Go out right now and get it....^_^. Andrea Cremer does for Wolfs what Stephanie Meyer did for Vampires, which is making us want and/or to be them.
Calla wakes up to find that a week has gone by after escaping Vail, her new surroundings unfamiliar. She then discovers that she is in the lair of the Searchers, the sworn enemy of the Guardians. However, not all is as it seems when they give her the offer of a lifetime- destroy the keepers and save her pack. But Calla has doubts. Is getting Ren back worth the risk of loosing her freedom and Shay? Can true love really endure all trials and still survive? Readers will immediately notice that Wolfsbane steps onto a whole different plane of intensity separate from Nightshade. While I would best describe Nightshade as being filled with action and romance; there lacked explanation and readers were left with hundreds of unanswered questions. Fear not because Wolfsbane does just the opposite! In Wolfsbane, readers will finally get the answers to their questions. We'll learn more about the Searchers, Keepers and Guardians, including their incredible history. The pace throughout the first few chapters was quite slow, Cremer taking the time to explain everything in detail in hopes of building a better surrounding. It worked. After those slow chapters we are hit with the action; the exciting drama we've been waiting to see unfold between Shay, Calla and the other Guardians. I found myself shaking with excitement as each chapter passed by. Wolfsbane was far from predictable, the story taking undetermined twists and turns. Surprising secrets, terrible truths are learned and we are witness to just about the hottest and sexiest moments in the series so far. Yes, this installment in the Nightshade series will definitely keep fans on their toes and have them crawling up walls begging to get a taste of the third and final installment. Calla, our beloved protagonist has definitely changed in Wolfsbane. I found myself witnessing this drastic change and wondering what happened. Readers will remember the Calla from Nigthshade as being fierce, bold, emotionally strong and ready to pounce with very little provocation. However, in Wolfsbane Calla is not the bold and emotionally strong character we knew before. She is still fierce and ready to attack but she holds a new sense of awareness and vulnerability. Shay, perhaps, is the one character who showed the most growth. He's no longer the weak human-turned-guardian. He's intuitive and incredibly powerful-the alpha among alphas if I must compare. Do not fret, Wolfsbane also presents an extensive grouping of new characters like; Adne, Ethan, Connor, Monroe and many more. Each one just as interesting, funny and exciting as the next. When reaching the end of Wolfsbane I became depressed. Why, you ask? Cliffhangers. We all hate them but that's what makes waiting for the next installment just that much more bittersweet. I can assuredly say that Andrea Cremer gives Nightshade fans what they were waiting for in Wolfsbane with the new plot development weaving the story into a deeper adventure and creating just as many unanswered questions as it's predecessor. I am highly anticipating the third installment. If you haven't read Nightshade, well then I highly recommend that you do so soon. Lovers of all things shape shifter will fall head over heels in love with it..I know I did.
This was a great read. The writing is beautiful, the story wonderful. I can't wait for the next book to come out.
I am currently two pages away from finishing Nightshade, and honestly i Cannot stand Shay, i will be really upset if the story ends how im thinking it will, with Calla picking Shay. :( i<3Ren
I was practically done with Wolfsbane before I realized it. I cannot get over how fast paced it was and how quick I finished it! There wasn't a dull moment, there was always something going on, something that always occupied your attention. Really, I was fascinated by the history and believe me, there was a lot of history explaining. It was a crash course and while it was a lot of info (more so than Nightshade) it still wasn't overwhelming. The plot really doesn't move forward too much. Sure, a few things get explained and we learn a few shocking secrets, but there was never a jump to the next part of the story...until the end. We get another cliff hanger! The book was fast paced and because of that, I feel like there should have been another 100 or so pages added. And seriously, that cliff hanger! I like them, but can I please not have them right when the story is getting to its grit? So, Calla is with the Searchers now, and there are a whole lot people introduced. They can not fill the void of the wolf pack (their presence is virtually nonexistent), but a few of the characters are gems, like Connor, Ethan, and Silas. These characters also bring along a banter of dialogue that's usually out of place and I was left wondering why it was included. (And can I just say Ren > Shay. There is no contest.) Can I please have Bloodrose (Nightshade #3) now?
Seventeen year old alpha girl-wolf Calla Tor struggles with her love for Shay, who she changed into a man-wolf (see Nightshade) and her need for her soul mate Ren. Calla worries about Ren as the Keepers who control the wolves were torturing him back in Vail. She concludes the Keepers will destroy her Colorado pack unless she can intervene somehow. She knows she cannot save her pack alone so she makes a deal with her enemy the Searchers who agree to assist her destroy her former handlers. However, the Searchers have a price expected of her, Ren and the pack for her freedom. The second Calla enjoyable high school age urban fantasy is a direct sequel to the first entry (see Nightshade) so it behooves the audience to read that tale to understand how the heroine got to this point of making a deal with her life long enemy. The story line is fast-paced and loaded with non stop action as the reader joins Ren and others on a raid that fails to deploy as planned. There are some heated sex and another cliffhanger that enhance the wonderful saga. Harriet Klausner
I seriously read this book a few hours after I finished reading Nightshade, I was so drawn into Calla's world! I love EVERYTHING about this book. Besides the sad part, but even those parts kept me glued to the book! I think it's fair to say that I am completely torn between Ren and Shay, I simply can not favor one over the other. I love them both! <3 There was a new surprise on every page that kept me wanting more! I seriously can't wait till Bloodrose is released!!!! One of the best series I have ever read so quickly! :) <3
this book started right from where the 1st book, Nightshade, left off!! it was an amazing experience to read through. calla, ren or shay??
The Guardians give them houses, cars, and whatever they want as long as they follow them, oh and they also get to turn into wolves at will. What is SO wrong with that? I love the series, i really do, but its so annoying to see Calla turning down the live she has. What is so wrong with it? She's got the perfect Fiance and the perfect friends and family. Oh, and she's got that annoying guy called Shay following her around, she honestly should have let him die when the bear attacked him. What does Shay have that Ren dosn't? I'd happily marry Ren for her. Overall this book is amazing, picked it up when i bought The Nine Lives Of Chloe King (which was a bust, i can't bring myself to finish it) and Nightshade caught my eye. I read the first couple of pages and fell in love. With Calla, the strong, and Ren the perfect and cocky. and then, Shay comes along...i really want him to die. he's not worth risking everything you've been given. CHOOSE REN, Calla, REN!
This book begins and ends with action. Calla wakes up in what she believes is the enemy's lair. She has been stabbed and has finally healing. There is a general state of confusion, she doesn't yet know why she is still alive. The Searchers quickly dispel Calla of her notions about them and offer a truce. Calla meets up with Shay and their budding relationship continues to blossom; however, Calla repeatedly thinks of the wolf she left behind, Ren. The reader will love discovering the different twists and history behind this elaborate plot with Calla. Ren's father...may not be his father, Shay's history is slowly revealed, and there are many secondary characters whose stories some to light. Calla learns more about the background behind her shifting as well. Calla and the Searchers embark several plans to save Calla's friends from Ren's father's evil grasp. There are plenty of mishaps and exciting scenes...near escapes, deaths, and sadness. Calla makes several new friends and earns the trust of people she would have killed in the beginning of the novel. Soon, it becomes evident that someone has betrayed Calla and her new friends...but who and why? The book ends on a cliff-hanger, forcing readers to immediately put the next book in this series on their to-reads list. The characters were dynamic and interesting, the reader will enjoy meeting new secondary characters and observing the love triangle between Ren, Calla, and Shay. The plot is just as good as before and the scenes are very fast-paced. This book is recommended to young adults/teens who enjoy fantasy and romance.
I'v read a lot of books and i'm only 13 and Nightshade was the best book i'v ever read and i can't what till Wolfsbane come out. If your a teen that loves werewolf books then you will love the Nightshade series (cant what till Wolfsbane comes out!!!!!!!!)
At first i didnt like this book. But when i started needing pages for school i started geting into i loved it! My fave part is in the second book twords the middle when they're in the garden and things got interesting! When Ande and Conner finaly admited thier love for one anther in the third book ot made my heart sing and i'm so glad Shay got to be with Calla in the end they realy where ment for each other
‘Nightshade’ left me rather confused about Ren and Shay. What I mean was my personal feelings towards who is my Team guy. NOW, Andrea has added Connor. I love Connor, he is so playful, yet ready to act when called upon. I know he isn’t for Calla, but I think he is rather a gorgeous character. Wolfsbane, was a lot different to what I was expecting. Andrea takes the reader behind the scenes with the ENEMY, the Searchers. The Guardians are led to believe the Searchers are the enemy in Nightshade. We discover in Wolfsbane that the Keepers have been telling a bag full of porky pies. All is SO not what it seemed. I really enjoyed meeting the different Searcher characters. Me thinks cranky Ethan may be ogling a certain somebody. Andrea certainly flipped the storyline for us and opened up all these wonderful new places she can take us. We don’t get a lot of Ren, which was kind of sad, but the storyline was presented to us in a way that he didn’t fit into a lot of the book. Shay was in the forefront in this book. I would like Shay, and then sometimes I did wonder about some of the things that came out of his mouth. He definitely knows he has competition with Ren and Calla’s feelings for him. I know readers have a concern with Andrea’s wolves shifting back to human with their clothes intact, but I do get it. This is more a magic thing. Not a werewolf, Twilight style wolf. They are shifters and it’s a magical thing. Not a bone crunching, cracking, painful thing. More a I dream of Jeannie style blink, and you are a wolf, blink and you are a human. Well, without the blink, ha! Hehe! There would have been some red faces the amount of times Calla did her shifting if she was in the nuddy. Imagine that girl having a supply of clothes handy. Guys can do with a lot less. We are talking bras, knickers......put the bra on take the bra off...like seriously, who needs that. I loved the new characters and sub characters Andrea has brought in. The more the merrier I say. There is more a magical feel now to Andrea’s Nightshade series. Visually this series now would make great movies. Wolfsbane had a lot more visually interesting scenes and a bit of snarky thrown in. Oh and that ending.........Calla, Calla, Calla, you better have a bag full of excuses ready for that one.... considering. This book is a great introduction into the Searchers life, throw in some snarky, witty dialogue, love, lust , magic, loss, heartache, bravery, discovery, action and I am still confused about where I stand with Ren and Shay. My heart says Ren, but I just don’t know. I may end up settling with Connor, he seems a lot less intense and although he is hiding his own pain, he seems the less complicated choice at the moment. Trust me things are going to be complicated with this triangle of love in Bloodrose. I shall get my hands on Treachery , the novella before I head on over to Bloodrose shortly. Oh the tangled web we weave.......
Enjoyed Wolfsbane as much as Nightshade, I will read these books again.
A lot of background information was given during the first half of this book, thats the reason for 4 stars instead of 5. But the book took off and it was really difficult to come back from their magical world. The love triangle continues.
I say these books would make a good movie.
This book was better then the first book! My heart was racing the whole way through. This book holds everything: Celebration, fear, love sadness, suspense... You name it! The ended was a shock but a good one.
I don't want to give the things that happen in the books away, but I feel I should metion some things as a warning. The three thing I didn't like had more to do with the caracters then the book it's self. I DID NOT like that there was so much death in this book (I understand why, but I still don't like it), they kiilled some one very inportant to Calla, and killed at least part of some one else she loved, and on top of those two things some one you'll grow very fond of in the book they'll sundenly decide to get rid of in the end. So be warned that you might be crying thrue most of the book, but other then those things the book was great.
I personaly liked nightshade b/c it was a better written plot. I also wnated to see more of Ren in Wolfsbane!
This book was amazing.It has everything you want in a book.when Calla and Shay are final togther as alphas in the pack.But i need the other book its taking forever for it to come out. I would recomend this book to people that want suspence and action.
Nightshade became one of my favorite books instantly and I wasn't sure if Wolfsbane could match it, but Andrea Cremer does it again! Wolfsbane picks up right after Nightshade when Calla wakes up to find that her allies are now the Searchers. Calla and Shay then learn about what really happened and the truth about the Keepers and Guardians. While it's mostly focused on Calla and Shay's time with the Searchers, old pack mates are still included and their stories are strengthened. What I love about the series so far is how all the characters feel so important and memorable. Even when new characters are introduced I never get the overwhelmed feeling about the amount of names. Each person is so different and have distinct personalities that you just grow to love all of them. There was one particular searcher that I loved most, Connor. He's just this ridiculously bubbly guy that I can't get enough of. Although on the surface he's a light humored person, underneath I believe lay many secrets and an interesting past. Calla is as strong as ever and is making hard decisions for the better of her pack. Her relationship with Shay and Ren isn't set in stone and continues leaving me guessing, but I'm definitely switching over to Team Shay. My first impression of Shay was that he was very...sensitive, which was great but not like the alpha Calla is. He then slowly develops into this alpha image and is becoming an equal to Calla (and Ren). For those who are wondering if Ren is still in the picture I can for sure say that he is. I'm not sure what to think of him right now besides the fact that he's a bit torn between the lies he has been fed. Wolfsbane is an action packed book that will leave you turning page after page before you realize that the book's over. I finished this book in a good 2 days and was even tempted to re-read it. And I never re-read books, ever. This is definitely a not to be missed book that could easily be enjoyed.
this book was so amazing... i can't even find the best words to describe it! it was spectacular, superb! overall, Andrea Cremer is an absolute phenomenal writer and i wish that she could writer faster because i cannot wait for Bloodrose and the other books that she is planning. (more details on her website) Wolfbane was suspenseful and shocking. the ending left me hungry for more. as soon as i finished it, i went online and read the first chapter of Bloodrose... i cannot wait! January 24th... come faster!! i highly recommend this book to anyone that needs a break from all the vampire crap. Wolfsbane and Nightshade are amazing... i tore through both books. Andrea Cremer has a writing style that makes you rip through her books, and then make you feel horribly depressed once you finish them. read this book!! Andrea Cremer deserves more attention for her debut series!!
I just reading this book. I was surprised of the outcome and decisions of the characters in this book. The ending made me want to keep reading. I wish Bloodrose came out earli then it ha been set. Im anticipating the next book!!!
In my opinion, I was pretty bored throughout this book. I loved the first but i guess I was just expecting more from this one. I still love the characters and the whole story behind it but for some reason..it was just soooo slow. There was not much excitment like there was in Nightshade...Definatly not as great as the first!!!!
I loved it but I want the next one