He Didn't Say Anything More, Just Waited

You Forgot The ‘my Precious,’” Anna Said Dryly. “if You Want To Act Like A Freaking Nutcase, You Have To Do It Right.

She Crawled,” Ben Said. There Were Tears In His Voice. That Was Wrong. Ben Barely Even Tolerated Me On The Best Of Days. “she Crawled To The Bathroom To Clean Herself Again. If It Weren’t For The Two Subs In The Pack, I’d Be On The Bottom. And She Wouldn’t Stand Up In My Presence For Guilt.

The Only Certainty Life Contains Is Death.

My Grandfather Would Have Loved To Have Met You," He Told Her Huskily. "he Would Have Called You 'she Moves Trees Out Of His Path.' " She Looked Lost, But His Da Laughed. He'd Known The Old Man, Too. "he Called Me 'he Who Must Run Into Trees,'" Charles Explained, And In A Spirit Of Honesty, A Need For His Mate To Know Who He Was, He Continued, "or Sometimes 'running Eagle.' " " 'running Eagle'?" Anna Puzzled It Over, Frowning At Him. "what's Wrong With That?" "too Stupid To Fly," Murmured His Father With A Little Smile.

For Adam, Screwed-up Bonding Thing Or Not, I’d Wait Forever. “really?” He Asked In A Tone I’d Never Heard From Him Before. Softer. Vulnerable. Adam Didn’t Do Vulnerable. “really What?” I Asked. “despite The Way Our Bond Scares You, Despite The Way Someone In The Pack Played You, You’d Still Have Me?” He'd Been Listening To My Thoughts. This Time It Didn't Bother Me. “adam,” I Told Him, “i’d Walk Barefoot Over Hot Coals For You.