My good mood felt like an endangered species.

My parents had always been so careful with me, until the day they decided I needed to die.

I felt like I was watching the transfomation of two people: Victor to wolf, and Cole to someone else. I was the only one here, staying the same.

It was exactly what I wanted-beautiful distraction.

Adam wasn't certain what came first with Blue--her treating the boys as friends, or them all becoming friends. It seemed to Adam that this circular way to build relationships required a healthy amount of self-confidence to undertake. And it was a strange sort of magic that it felt like she'd always been hunting for Glendower with them.

I would say that by virtue of your not acting parental up to this point, you've relinquished your ability to wield any power now. Sam and I are together. It's not an option.

I don't think I ever believed in love, not really. Just though it was something James Bond made up, a long time ago, to get laid.