“Sitting in his parents’ living room and fending off setup attempts made Zev realize there was a downside to empowering his pack to speak their minds—now he was forced to listen to them. Maybe he’d have been better off leaving… — Cardeno C Copy Share Image
“Jonah reached up and brushed Zev’s brown locks off his forehead, the expression on his face tender. “We’re done with high school now, Zev.… — Cardeno C Copy Share Image
“feet onto the file boxes serving as a coffee table and smacked Zev in the stomach. “Ow. Fuck, Toby, that hurt.” “Yeah, right. Come… — Cardeno C Copy Share Image
“My brain hurts,” Zev groaned. Jonah patted his head. “Of course it does. It’s a sad little organ that isn’t used to getting this… — Cardeno C Copy Share Image
“Aren’t we waiting for Lori?” Jonah asked. Toby didn’t turn around as he answered. “Nah, she isn’t coming. We’ll meet up with her later… — Cardeno C Copy Share Image
“I DON’T disagree with you, Mother, Clarissa is a very beautiful woman. But I’m not going to date her.” Zev didn’t bother trying to… — Cardeno C Copy Share Image
“Sitting in his parents’ living room and fending off setup attempts made Zev realize there was a downside to empowering his pack to speak… — Cardeno C Copy Share Image
“Yes, it was a joke. It’s a good thing I’m moving back here, Pup. You’re clearly starved for intelligent company if you can’t even… — Cardeno C Copy Share Image
“Okay, okay. Just tell me this.” His tone alone was enough to put me on guard. I knew he was up to no good.… — Cardeno C Copy Share Image
“Its a good thing I'm here, big guy, because you have shit taste in friends." Okay, I said the last part intentionally, knowing how… — Cardeno C Copy Share Image
“When Zev still didn’t say anything, Toby visibly stiffened, seemingly steeling his courage, and then continued speaking. “Is something going on with Jonah?” “We… — Cardeno C Copy Share Image
“Both boys played soccer in the Etzgadol City League. They were on different teams, of course. Zev’s team was all shifters. He was sure… — Cardeno C Copy Share Image
“And with that, my friend drove away and left me at the gates of hell, deceptively decorated to look like a Martha Stewart magazine.” — Cardeno C Copy Share Image
