Who's afraid of the big bad wolf?
His son, that's who.
Ever since his father's arrest for the murder of Little Red Riding Hood, teen wolf Henry Whelp has kept a low profile in a Home for Wayward Wolves . . . until a murder at the Home leads Henry to believe his father may have been framed.
Now, with the help of his kleptomaniac roommate, Jack, and a daring she-wolf named Fiona, Henry will have to venture deep into the heart of Dust City: a rundown, gritty metropolis where fairydust is craved by everyone and controlled by a dangerous mob of Water Nixies and their crime boss leader, Skinner.
Can Henry solve the mystery of his family's sinister past? Or, like his father before him, is he destined for life as a big bad wolf?
I will be totally honest with you and say that for most of Dust City, I wanted to swap it out for another book or take a nap (then again, I can fall asleep reading ANYTHING, so that really isn’t saying much). This novel definitely had a few entertaining moments, and by the end I thought the romance plot was cute. Overall, however, I was disappointed.
When it comes to fantasy, fairy tales, sci fi, paranormal, dystopian etc. I love to see good world building, because otherwise I feel like I sit through the novel with a vast array of unanswered questions, ultimately distracting me from the plot and whatnot. Unfortunately, I feel like Dust City threw me into the plot without sufficient explanations which I wanted. I think the gritty atmosphere didn’t work for me somehow. It just never drew me in.
Henry was a somewhat likable character. However, nothing about him really stood out to me. I felt like I had a hard time reaching to the heart of his motives. He was just meh.
I think much like people, books and readers have chemistry. A relationship won’t work unless there’s some kind of spark. Dust City and I just never clicked. Everyone has those books, and this is one of mine. I recommend giving this a try for yourself, though, as you might get into more easily than I did.