“Love, he thought as he held her to his heart, was an agony beyond compare.”
“The man she’d glimpsed that morning, and the one who’d cared enough to put his arms around a packmate who was hurting, he was dangerous, someone who spoke to her soul beyond the primitive tug of sex.”
“I will love you until the day they put me in the earth.”
“I will love you even when I am dust on the wind.”
“While Dmitri, as the leader of Raphael’s Seven, could not accept such a weakness, the mortal he’d once been, the one who had loved a woman with a wide mouth and eyes of slanted brown . . . that man understood what it was to love so deeply it was a kind of beautiful madness.”
“Pack is built on the bonds of family, of mating, of love. You come first. You always will.”