On Mardi Gras, she got his soul back and freed him. (Wulf) Oh man, that sucks. Now he’s going to have to join Kyrian on the geriatric patrol. (Chris)

When you first take someone’s life, two people die. The person you just killed and the human being you used to be. You’re never the same after that—it changes you forever and not in a good way —and no matter how hard you try, you can’t go back to the innocence you had. Ever.

Grudges seldom hurt anyone except the one bearing them.

Um, guys, I hate to interrupt whatever weirdness you two are partaking in, but we have a situation in here you might want to check on. (Phobos)

Why are you helping me? (Fury) I don’t know. Apparently I’m having a moment of extreme stupidity. (Angelia)

Come, my Lady Dangerous, your Daimons await. (Valerius)

So what do wolves do to date?” Nick asked. “We don’t date,” Vane said. “When a woman is in season, we fight for her and then she picks who mounts her.” Nick gaped. “Are you kidding? You don’t have to buy her dinner? You mean you don’t even have to talk to her?” He turned to Acheron. “Dayam, Ash, make me a wolf.