“The entire floor teeming with full-humans watching their children skate, all of them hoping to be the breeder of the next gold Olympian.”

“They all stared at the television. Twenty male shapeshifters quietly watching "The Howling.”

“While the two females snarled viciously at each other, Ric grabbed a stick from the ground and waved it between Jess and Blayne. “Look! Look! A stick! Who wants it? Who wants it? Go get it!” He threw the stick and Jess and Blayne watched it flip across the forest floor. Once it landed, they looked back at Ric.“Dude,” Jess told him, “that was just rude.”

“Gee, is that my broken heart lying on the floor? Yes. Yes, it is.”

“Conall checked his watch. Again. Soon his personal wet fantasy would be here. He wondered if it would be inappropriate to tackle her in the hallway as soon as she arrived and drag her up to his bedroom. Probably. Damn human etiquette.”

“Miki held up a tennis ball, looked at Sara’s new Pack, and tossed it out into the forest away from the ongoing rave. They all watched it go, then they turned back to Miki.“Okay. Go…”Sara and Angelina slapped their hands over their friend’s mouth before the word “fetch” could come out of it.They pulled her over to one of the food tables.“Are you out of your ever-loving mind?! Everyone here but us is like Sara.” Angelina snapped. “And after seeing them in action I’d rather not fuck with them!”Miki gave that innocent smile. “It was just a little experiment.”

“I hate her.” “Yes. I know. In fact, I think the entire universe knows.”