Homo homini lupus. Michael Gallatin has lived through the brutal survival struggle of a werewolf pack in the forests of Russia, has been hunted as a monster, tormented by the question whether he, as a werewolf, is a man or a beast - but his journey through the horrors of WWII reveals the truth: it is the humans who are the beasts.
This book has everything: wonderfully built tension, plenty of action, a bit of romance. Contemplation, courage, characters you care about. History, humour, heroism and heartache. The protagonist's tendency to continuously end up in situations that turn from bad to worse to unimaginably terrible makes the book a page-turner, but I would not call it light reading, as it does not spare you from the brutality of war, the cruelty that people are capable of.
The action scenes could have been tighter and tenser, and some scenes (e.g. human-to-wolf transformations) were somewhat repetitive. Other than that, this is a well executed story, and I would recommend it to anyone interested in lycanthrope lore.
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