Hey, look, it’s time for a rant!
Why do I keep reading Christine Feehan? At this point, it is more habit than anything else, because goodness knows this book infuriated me. Incessantly. I like a good alpha hero as much as the next reader, but this whole story took things way too far. Basically, we have Cat Benoit, on the run from the incredibly dangerous (but still somehow sympathetic) Rafe Cordeau, drug dealer and murderer extraordinaire. Oh, and they are both shapeshifters who turn into leopards. Or at least Rafe is – Cat has to wait until she and her inner cat sync cycles (and didn’t I say a big ole’ WTF to that!). Cat has managed to make a new life for herself when she meets Ridley Cromer, martial arts instructor and security specialist.Cat’s finally starting to trust Ridley when she finds out that wait, nope, he’s actually Eli Perez, member of some alphabet government agency (ATF, I think?), and he basically sold her out. Not on purpose, not completely, but that doesn’t really change things. And so now Cat is stuck with him, as Rafe closes in. And here’s the thing – alpha heros need a strong heroine to bring them balance, and to balance the story in general. And instead of a strong heroine, we have Cat, who starts out with so much promise, but ends up disappointing utterly. And instead of a strong hero, we have Eli, who basically spends the whole book first bossing Cat around, and then going behind her back and doing what he wants anyway. Here’s an example: “I’m listening, woman. I’ll always listen to anything you have to say. You’re just talking a lot of crap right now so I’m dismissing what you have to say as the crap it is.” Nooooope. Or how about this: “I tell you to strip naked and dance on the damn table because I like seeing you up there, you do it.” Seriously? What the hell?
Two more things: 1) If she says she doesn’t want it, even if she’s turned on, that still means no. I am so tired of the whole “he know better what she wants” thing. Rape culture, much? and 2) at one point he curls up behind her to go to sleep so his “worn cock had a soft, warm resting place” between her butt cheeks. Classy. There are some things that just don’t need to be said. That was one of them.