A fucked-up family's a fucked-up family, whether or not werewolves are involved.
I come from a long line of body snatchers, probably the top-notch body snatchers in America. No make that the world. Some people might think it's gross digging up bones or corpses, but who asked them?...
I glanced in the first open door and stopped short. Desks. Four tiny desks. A wall of faded posters of alphabet animals. A blackboard, still showing the ghost of numbers. I blinked, certain I was seei...
I looked over at the others. Obviously Ash and I didn't. Daniel, Hayley, and Corey said they'd be fine. Chloe hoped she would—she had gymnastics training. Mr. Bae joked that it would be his first time...
You have to stop doing, you know, human stuff, I called. It is seriously creepy coming from a wolf.
We’ll be all right. Somehow, we will. Trust it is the truth.
Let the past go, Bren, or it will ruin your future.
I lifted my head, my gaze meeting his. Wanting something doesn’t guarantee you will get it.A man can still hope.I’ve never had much room for hope.
I’ve been as good as dead since the day I was born. I accepted that a very long time ago.
It has nothing to do with you—It has everything to do with me that you want to get yourself fucking killed. He snarled, the words tight and full of iron. Losing you is not an option.
You were supposed to be a Werewolf, Brendan, so that you would be in her world. To be the strength she needs when she no longer has strength of her own, to show her the reasons to survive and to live.