Charles was most comfortable by himself or, if that wasn't possible, with his pack in the wild. Talking for hours in a… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
Pack is for comfort when you hurt, I thought, putting my head back down. And for the first time in a long… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
For Adam, screwed-up bonding thing or not, I’d wait forever. “Really?” he asked in a tone I’d never heard from him before.… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
I was going to have to come up with a rank for myself besides Alpha's mate. In the pack, I was just… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
There are big bad wolves all over the world who tremble at the sound of his name, yet a little puny coyote… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
She crawled,” Ben said. There were tears in his voice. That was wrong. Ben barely even tolerated me on the best of… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
Most of the pack would rather have Darryl mad at them than Auriele. — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“His favorite saying was, 'Interdum feror cupidine partium magnarum europe vincendarum." "'Sometimes I have the urge to conquer large parts of Europe'?" Boyd said,… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“I break things, a lot of things, but I don’t want one of them to be you.” — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
He was obviously dead. But since he was a vampire that wasn't as hopless a thing as it might have been. — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“want to. Adam wasn’t angry. He wouldn’t hurt me. I let him pull the power of his pack over me like a warm” — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“I promise I won't spank you," he told me, his voice rough and low as he added, "not unless you ask me to." I… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“I paused to pat the truck’s hood gently in apology when someone put his hand on my shoulder. I grabbed the hand and rotated… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
In this dream, I wasn’t a coyote shapeshifter trying to hold a werewolf, I was Coyote’s almost daughter, and I had all the strength… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“She hit us,” the woman shrieked. That was the gist of it anyway. There were a lot of unladylike words that began with “F,”… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
Charles was most comfortable by himself or, if that wasn't possible, with his pack in the wild. Talking for hours in a crowded auditorium… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
