“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." ”

“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.”

“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.”

“Wait.” Shay clasped my arm, turning me toward him. “Calla, you know, right?”“Know what?” I asked, caught in the mystery of his eyes.“That I love you too.”

“Shay opened his palm, a Hershey's Kiss rested in his hand.Mason winked at him. ''Welcome to the table, man. I hope you survive.''''I think I'll manage.'' He turned the silver-wrapped chocolate in his fingers. ''Thanks for this. There's nothing quite like a really good kiss.''His mouth crinkled in a smile and he cast me a sidelong glance, making my toes curl.”

“The Searcher scrambled backward from the couch onto the floor. "Oh my God."Lumine smiled. "He's not taking calls right now.”

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