One inch at a time, that was how her father had taught her. You can't do anything but worry about the few inches right in front of you.

What the hell kind of name is Kitty for a werewolf?

Then I realized that most of the world's problems stemmed from macho dickheadism, and if I cold defeat that I could save the world.

It’s only a scratch, don’t cut my arm off!

You're lucky to have a friend who will kill for you." So. I once had a friend who died for me, and now one who killed for me. Why didn't I feel lucky?

Hey, Cormac. You ever have to deal with a PMSing werewolf?

I grinned at him. 'Jealous?' He grinned right back. 'That's a trick question. If I say yes you'll accuse me of being paranoid and unreasonable, and if I say no you'll make some defensive crack about how I don't think you're worth getting jealous over.' This is what I got for hooking up with a lawyer.