Hiram!' Shelton ran to Hi's side. 'Aren't you you bleeding? I thought she shot you!' 'Red wine. When I saw it running everywhere, I played dead.' He winced as Shelton poked his belly. 'But I'm not leaping off any more shelves. That was pretty stupid.

I see you, Ben. I always have. You're in my pack." He pulled away. "What if being packmates isn't enough for me?

I tend to watch a lot of movies at home. It's nice to be close to the refrigerator with my pyjamas on and just relax.

She wanted to feel safe. Untouchable in her home. The ultimate female fantasy.

Fine. Everybody wears seatbelts. No radio. No distractions.” Ben shot Hi a stern look. “No running commentary.” “Your loss,” Hi said. “To the pimp ride!

Channel your outrage ... Do that which you are able to do.

I've never lost my capacity to be shocked.