We're all as susceptible to the lure of power.

You’re in my every breath and every thought, intertwined so deep inside me that love’s not a strong enough word—you have my devotion, your name branded on my soul, my wolf yours to command. A hundred years? It’ll never be enough. I want eternity.

He hugged her again, before she could put some distance between them. Then the most sneaky wolf in the den lowered his voice and whispered, “But you’ve got an advantage, sweetheart. You’re already in his head. And you know how to mess with it.

Do tell. It might be entertaining to see who gets to you first.” “Excuse me if entertaining you isn’t at the top of my agenda.

Nothing's ever gone. We fool ourselves that things fade, but they never do.

"We die," she said, "we die together. That's the deal."

Emotion without reason lets people walk all over you; reason without emotion is a mask for cruelty.