I like what you've done to your face," Ben said, tapping his eye.

I didn't like anyone except me having their hands all over him. There had been possession in Wolf's touch, and Adam belonged to me.

You cannot sacrifice the world for your children.

Even after all this time, I keep forgetting that heroes can be found in unlikely places and persons -- like mechanics who can turn into coyotes.

Happiness is German engineering, Italian cooking, and Belgian chocolate.

I am the reality of all coyotes. The archetype. The epitome. You are just a reflection of me.

New rules. If you are smart enough to live, you won’t hit Charles’s mate in front of his father.