He stepped forward, took a deep breath, and doubled over in a sneezing fit. My werewolf was allergic to tortoises. Why me?
Ilona AndrewsI chuckled to myself and kept walking. The Universe had proven Curran wrong: a person who aggravated him more than me did, in fact, exist.
Ilona AndrewsThere are only two things that can screw this up for us: you and me." "Then we're doomed for sure.
Ilona AndrewsI turned and bumped by head against his chest a few times. It was the nearest hard surface.
Ilona AndrewsI turned to leave and paused before the gap in the ruined wall. "One last thing, Your Majesty. I'd like a name I can put into my report, something shorter than typing out 'The Leader of the Southern Shapechanger Faction.' What should I call you?" "Lord." I rolled my eyes. He shrugged. "It's short.
Ilona Andrews