Georgiana Smith’s drama free summer could only last so long, considering were animals are in discussions to welcome were insects into their community, and politics and personal issues become intertwined as decisions have to be made.
As the Five, now accepted beings of their society, are asked to help some of the Council representatives who welcome their support, they are attacked, causing an at first irreparable damage that changes the course of everyone’s lives.
Georgiana, along with her friends, must not only try to figure out who she was was, who she is, and who she wants to be, but must also figure out what her place is in a society that is at times accepting and at other times violent and cruel.
And a string of murders brings weres together and tears relationships apart as the Council tries to keep matters from escalating, while the Five find themselves in the middle of the situation, whether they want to be or not.
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How did you come up with the idea for the story?
Given that the moment of the story finds Georgiana and her friends in a more routine and calm time of their lives, I wanted to show some of society’s issues. This gave me the opportunity to expand the were universe, as there’s the addition of insects. Besides showing the issues that arise from the merger, I also wanted personal conflicts.
Which is your favorite character? Why?
Sora and Ava have small turns where they shine, and even if they both try to keep low profiles, they are two of my favorite moments in the whole series.
Would you change anything in the novel?
I don’t think so; I like the fact that the Five are united and that they get to spend more time together; besides, I think that the background mystery is well built regarding the impact it has on the society, as well as its resolution, and I feel that there are two rhythms in the novel that complement each other.
How would you sum up the book in a sentence?
The Five are involved in society’s politics and the consequences have more impact than they could have imagined.
The summer holidays had been hassle free, which was exactly what Georgiana Smith and her friends had needed following the previous year’s significant events.
It was a sunny Sunday afternoon as Matthew Brownstone drove to Woodbridge, the were school where Georgiana would be attending her junior year. She was looking forward to it, to continue learning about her true heritage, to meet classmates she hadn’t seen in months, and to get back into a peaceful routine.
Georgiana closed her dark green, almost black eyes that had yellow specks around the irises as she enjoyed the sun’s rays bathing hear heart-shaped face. Her high cheekbones were reddish against her beige complexion because of the sunbathing she’d done with her adopted sister Faith, and her full lips formed a small smile. Her short, wavy hazel hair fell loose, barely reaching her shoulders, and her legs were propped on the dashboard. Being five foot five, her knees bent, her feet were resting as opposed to taking over the area.
“We’re almost there,” Matthew’s pleased voice told her, even if she already knew.
Her heightened senses had given the location away, as other cars, human voices, and the distinct scents that were exuded from the school were unmistakable.
Georgiana sat up and looked at her father. He was four inches taller than she was, he had black hair that was cropped short, had a medium nose, thin lips, a cleft chin and sharp cheekbones. His complexion, which was darker than Georgiana’s, also had a bronze look to it from the time spent outdoors. Georgiana had inherited her strange eyes from him, and even if almost a whole year had gone by since she’d gotten her first glimpse into who and what she really was, it still struck her as odd to see a man who looked to be in his mid-twenties as her father. Then again, she had grown up thinking her parents to be dead or not wanting her, so even if her new life was an adjustment, she welcomed it.
“I’ll drive as close as I can and then we’ll take it from there,” he told her.
“It’s fine, we can carry the bags,” one of the perks of being a were was the added strength, plus the resilience.
“I know, but if we can avoid your things getting dirty…” Matthew told her.
Over the summer holidays he’d gone through surgery to get a bullet removed from his spine, and the possibility of moving around hassle-free made him grateful every time he needed to do something he hadn’t been able to do before.