All the stuff I loved about Blood Hunger is still in place. The plot’s unique (which is HUGE in paranormal romance). The pacing is quick and sufficiently action-y. The sexual chemistry between Nik and Emma is super hot. While I read the parts that are written in Nik’s point of view, I still picture Charlie Hunnam in my head. Nik’s bromance with Aiden is still freakin’ adorable and hilarious. Scottish werewolves. Yum.
So, what’s different, you ask? Mostly what’s different, I guess, is a certain sense of...polish. Authors get better and better the more books they write. They hone their craft with every book that’s released. Blood Hunger was LE Wilson’s first book. It was great, but there’s a professional, experienced-writer’s shine to it now that didn’t exist before. In 2014, you would’ve read Blood Hunger and thought, now there's an author with a lot of potential. Now, that potential has been fully realized.
The ending is also a little different. I won’t give anything away, but I’ll admit that there’s a certain point in the new ending that had me wanting to throat-chop Nik. But I understood why he did what he did, and his actions made sense, so I’m cutting Nik (and the author) some slack on this point. Emma’s self-doubts also grated on my nerves after a while, but it didn’t really hurt my overall enjoyment of the story.