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Mercy Thompson’s life has undergone a seismic change. Becoming the mate of Adam Hauptman—the charismatic Alpha of the local werewolf pack—has made her a stepmother to his daughter Jesse, a relationship that brings moments of blissful normalcy to Mercy’s life. But on the edges of humanity, what passes for a minor mishap on an ordinary day can turn into so much more
After an accident in bumper-to-bumper traffic, Mercy and Jesse can’t reach Adam—or anyone else in the pack for that matter. They’ve all been abducted.
Through their mating bond, all Mercy knows is that Adam is angry and in pain. With the werewolves fighting a political battle to gain acceptance from the public, Mercy fears Adam’s disappearance may be related—and that he and the pack are in serious danger. Outclassed and on her own, Mercy may be forced to seek assistance from any ally she can get, no matter how unlikely.
Frost Burned was keeping some other books company on my kindle for quite a while before I sat down to read about one of my favorite heroines – coyote Mercy Thompson, married to the alpha of the werewolves. It’s one of the series I like to say I savor, I don’t want to rush through any of the books in the Mercy Thompson series, and I want to be able to read it when I feel ready for some hot weres and strong-willed, kick-ass Mercy!
There certainly is a lot of action in Frost Burned, and Mercy hardly has time to breathe, so forget about eating or sleeping completely. Through all the things she was put through, Mercy stayed true to herself, strong and capable, and always able to get the right people to help her to make sure she could help the people she loved to stay as safe as is possible in the cut-throat world of the weres. At the very beginning, the readers learn that Adam and the whole pack has been kidnapped, at the same time as Mercy finds out, and it was nerve-wrecking to say the least! Mercy has a good head on her shoulders, though, and did everything she could to keep Jesse safe as she hunted both for her pack and for those who dared harm the man she loves.
There were, as usual, some hilarious dialogs in Frost Burned, it’s one of the things I love about Mercy and her friends, even in an iffy situation, they are able to laugh and help each other stay level-headed. Which is not the easiest thing to do when you have thugs beating up people, a vengeful vampire, a shifter and lots of adrenaline. Add some faeries to the mix, with some magical weapons, and you have the ingredients for an excellent story, with action, friendship, love and strong characters all around.
Frost Burned ended up not being a book I could just sit down and quietly savor, though, with all the action, and the fact that Adam was missing, I kept clicking ‘next page’ fairly quickly because I needed to find out what would happen next. How Mercy would deal with things, and if Adam would end up being OK. And man, what an exciting ride it was! Even after I thought things were going to be back to normal, some new problems were thrown Mercy’s way, and I loved how she again stepped up and did what she could to save the day! Being Coyote’s daughter does have some advantages after all – and Mercy finally found out that she could do more than even she had imagined.
I loved a lot of different scenes in Frost Burned, both among the action, and the action if you get my drift I have always enjoyed Adam’s and Mercy’s relationship, and here, I got to appreciate it even more, because they know, love and trust each other on such a deep level. And even if Adam would like to always protect Mercy and keep her away from harm, he is still able to let her fight her own battles and makes sure she knows he stands by her side.
My shop was a safe, warm place to think. I needed that, needed my Fortress of Solitude against panic. Because when I reached down the bond between Adam and myself, I could sense nothing but rage and pain.
I jerked down my jeans and underwear so I was naked on the dark sidewalk. Anyone looking out the window or driving by would get a show. I didn’t care. Being a shapeshifter had gotten me over my modesty by the time I was old enough to know what the word meant.
I didn’t bother looking down at myself. My foster mother maintained that I could get dirty in a swimming pool, and getting older hadn’t helped much.
If you haven’t started the Mercy Thompson series, but like urban fantasy with vampires and shifters and other creatures, I can only ask: what are you waiting for?