****SPOILERS**** 
 That was one of the shittiest books I have ever read... (okay, DNF'ed). 
 I'm not sure Quinn Loftis knows what young adult books are; this book is proof of that. Yes, you have the stereotypical hottie next door who - oh no! - just happens to be a wolf. Yeah, another wolf book. One about Jacque who lives with her mum, a boy comes next door, he's new, he's an exchange student and he's the assumed "soulmate" for Jacque. Sure, you have all of these original ideas (AHAHAHAHAHAHA, I JUST CALLED THIS BOOK ORIGINAL, HAHAHAHA!) for a YA book, but then you have the dialogue. 
 Actually, before we get to that, let's jump back to the plot for a second. Basically this book is every other paranormal romance book that I have ever read except lengthened so that it drags on like this and you have to keep on reading because holy crap there's a cliffhanger and OMGGG fangirling and shipping and stereotypical teenage girls flailing for the love interest. 
 Sure, that's what teenagers do with The Shadowhunter Chronicles but only because of that shitty Freeform show. Sure, that's what they do with Twilight. But I think of myself as a person who looks into the insightful viewings of a novel, its swapping POVs and lovable characters. 
 I DIDN'T FIND ONE BLOODY ORIGINAL THING IN THIS BOOK, I SWEAR TO - 
 Alright, do you want an example of the terrible? I've got some quotes handy from my physical copy of the book (a la school library). 
 (Backstory: So the guy, Fane, can basically can do this creepy mind-reading thing back and forth with Jacque which SOMEHOW JACQUE'S FRIENDS ARE FINE WITH WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL.) 
 "Oh, good grief, Jacque told herself. You just met him, you don't even know him, and you're wondering if he's thinking about you? Do yourself a favor - get a Kit Kat and give yourself a break. 
 Literally cringing at this quote right now. Does this author think she is a USA Today bestselling author or some middle grade writer in disguise as a young adult author? 
 (Backstory: Fane starts calling Jacque these creepy names like Luna and my sun and give me a frikkin' break because cringe.) 
 "'Good morning, my loona'," Jacque answered. "What the stink does that mean?" 
 What the stink... 
 ...the stink... 
 ...stink... 
 I'm just not going to drown in any more MIND-NUMBING, IQ-LOWERING quotes anymore and just keep to myself and read something... oh what's the word... good. Read something good. 
 (but really "what the stink" in a young adult novel NO)