“I'm sorry Silas. I'll try to make it up to you.”

“I stared at him. "Did you just call me an abomination?Silas looked me up and down. "Yes. Yes, I did.”

“What are you even doing here?' I barred my fangs at Silas. 'Aren't you just a paper pusher?'That's my girl.' Connor smiled.”

“It took less than a second for me to shift and leap onto his desk, snarling. My fangs snapped inches from his face. Silas yelped, tipping his chair over backward, and rolled across the floor...I glared at Silas, who was brandishing a letter opener at me."You do know she's not a werewolf, right?" Shay smirked at the Scribe. "That silver thing's not gonna be worth much." ”

“f you'd crack a book, you'd appreciate the connection, but then again, you'd have to learn to read first. -Silas”

“I'll help you with whatever's made you upset," he said. "But this morning you blew me off and I'm not going to kiss you today just so you can tell me to go to hell tomorrow."-Shay”

“I'll walk you to your room. I'll even sing you a lullaby . . . and maybe you could show me what makes you howl,” Connor said, a smile sliding across his mouth.“Hey!” Shay snapped out of his trance to glare at the Searcher.“Down, boy.” Connor laughed.”