A man learns with age, if he is lucky.

And that's when Anna realized that what the wolf had been asking Bran for was death. Impulsively, Anna stepped away from Charles. She put a knee on the bench she'd been sitting on and reached over the back to close her hand on Asil's wrist, which was lying across the back of the pew. He hissed in shock but didn't pull away. As she held him the scent of wilderness, of sickness, faded. He stared at her, the whites of his eyes showing brightly while his irises narrowed to small bands around his black pupil. "Omega," he whispered, his breath coming harshly.

Do they always flirt with biblical quotes?" Asil asked Tad. In long-suffering tones, Tad said, "They can flirt with the periodic table or a restaurant menu. We've learned to live with it. Get a room you guys."

It was unsettling to be in love with someone who looked like the face in her nightmares.

Take a note: it usually works better if you wait until I do something stupid before getting mad at me.

"Can't sleep with a dead man in my closet." "You killed someone?" asked Ben with interest.

She'd never have allowed herself to be held by anything as mundane as a few bars and a reinforced door