“Blood fills my mouth. Fire sears my veins. I choke back a howl. The silver knife slips--thechoice is mine.I am death or life. I am salvation or destruction. Angel or demon.I am grace.I plunge in the knife.This is my sacrifice--I am the monster.”

“I almost laughed in spite of my nerves. What were the odds that two werewolves had the hots forme? Like I was some gigantic monster magnet. Was there a sign on my back that said, bite me,i'm available !?”

“I flipped open my phone and sent Daniel a text: I love you.As I crawled into bed, my phone beeped with a message back from him: Always.”

“Cold air clawed at my face, ripping tears from my eyes. I buried my face deep into Daniel's back and breathed in a mixture of familiar scents - almonds, oil paint, earth, and a hint of varnish. I didn't even question why I was on that bike. I just knew I was suppose to be.”

“You hated me that much?''No.' I grabbed a branch and pulled myself up, my back still to him. 'I missed you that much.”

“There are times I have doubted. Times I have lost my way- without my anchor I would probably be lost still.”

“I will be the monster for you.”