“I need dating advice. Fast.”Ash arched a single brow at that. “I’m useless. I’ve never been on one.”The three human men turned to gape at him. “What?” Ash asked them defensively.Nick started laughing. “Oh man, this is priceless. Don’t tell me the great Acheron is a virgin?”Ash gave him a droll look. “Yeah, Nick. I’m lily-white.”

“The kid dead on the ground. Fourteen, Ash. Fourteen. I’m fourteen.” – Nick “Yeah…” – Acheron“Ash, I’m fourteen.” – Nick“Got it. You’re fourteen. I’m so proud you can count that high. It’s a testament to the modern American educational system. But I should probably point out that you’re not the only one. I’m told you go a school with a whole class of – get this – kids who are fourteen.” – Acheron”

“So what do wolves do to date?” Nick asked.“We don’t date,” Vane said. “When a woman is in season, we fight for her and then she picks who mounts her.”Nick gaped. “Are you kidding? You don’t have to buy her dinner? You mean you don’t even have to talk to her?” He turned to Acheron. “Dayam, Ash, make me a wolf.”

“(As Ash left the house, the back door slammed shut, catching the tail end of his long black coat. Ash jerked to a stop and cursed. Nick howled with laughter at the sight of Acheron trapped.)Don’t it take the bad-ass right out of you? (Nick)(Ash arched a brow. The door opened by itself, freeing his coat, then it slammed shut again. Nick sobered instantly.)And that puts it right back in you. (Nick)”

“Now don’t you be covering for him, Ash. (She wagged her finger at Nick.) Are you driving? (Cherise)No, Mom. I’m sitting. (Nick)”

“Oh, good grief! I’ve never had a man pick me up before and not grunt like he’s dying. I’m in heaven. Marry me, Ash, please! (Pam)I would say yes, but I come with more baggage than even Samsonite can cover. (Acheron)”