... We're werewolves. We don't get to judge 'crazy.
He's a bully. I love bullies. They have such big, shiny red buttons to push.
Cormac interrupted. 'Maybe I oughta shoot you both, put you both out of your misery.
Just so you know, I'm straight. Totally straight. As an arrow." Her voice held a smile. "So am I
I looked at my two wolves. When I knelt they came to me rubbed against me smelling me and I stroked them. "Thank you for believing in me " I said and maybe they understood and maybe they didn't.
If vampires ever spend less time playing theatrics and living down to their stereotypes, they might actually take over the world someday