Then He'd Come Back Home And Found

Mine. He Was Mine, And Not Even Death Would Take Him From Me—not If I Could Help It.

Trying Is Always Enough.

I Don't Break; I Bounce.

I Was Going To Have To Come Up With A Rank For Myself Besides Alpha's Mate. In The Pack, I Was Just Mercy- But If Ten More People Called Me The Alpha's Mate, I Was Going To Hit Someone. It Sounded Like A Chess Move.

It Is Not Wise To Give Something Old And Powerful Something They Care About. And I Am Very Old.