I usually don't respond directly to other reviews but in this case I had to. Based upon the review below I purchased a copy of this book. My mistake. Where do I begin? With the multiple competing subplots that never really come together? The stilted dialogue? The one-dimensional characters? The almost complete lack of ANYTHING HAPPENING for long stretches of the book? For the reviewer above this one to claim that this book surpasses the best work of Stephen King, Ann Rice, even Mary Shelley and Bram Stoker is one of the most ludicrous overstatements of all time. King at his worst is several orders of magnitude better than this. And to state that this outranks Shelley's Frankenstein borders on insanity. WAKE UP! GET REAL! GET A CLUE! I could go on and on detailing what is wrong with this mess but frankly it isn't worth any more of my time. And it isn't worth yours either. Read Holland's "Murcheston", Somtow's "Moon Dance", Skipp & Spector's "Animals" or any number of other worthy werewolf novels. Nothing personal against Goddin but this one rests secure and snug at the bottom of the barrel. Sorry.