Mercy?” “Just a minute,” I told Adam. “I'm in the middle of a revelation.

Cheeses crusty, got all musty, got damp on the stone of a peach.

When a man is on the verge of passing out from pain, it seemed wrong to notice how beautiful he was.

It's only fair to warn you that you sealed your fate tonight. When you knew you were in trouble, you came to me. That makes twice, Mercy, and twice is almost as good as a declaration. You are mine now... Ben says you might run. If you do, I will find you and bring you back. Every time you run, Mercy. I won't force you, but... I won't leave or let you leave either. If you can fight that cursed fairy drink, you can certainly overcome any advantage being an Alpha gives me if you really want to. No more excuses, Mercy. You are mine, and I am keeping you.

If you could just see your face,” she told me. “You look like a cat in a bathtub.

Trouble seems to follow me around, waiting to club me with a tire iron.

Samuel laughed out loud. "You still haven't figured it out, have you, Mercy? He never was mad about the car. He was the first one at the scene of the accident. He thought you'd killed yourself. We all did. That was a pretty spectacular wreck.