“You look like shit. (Vane)Yeah, well, I wouldn’t date you either, asshole. (Fury)”

“Fury wagged his tail and smiled wickedly, then tried to look up Bride’s dress. Vane caught him quickly by the neck. “Stop!” he snarled mentally to Fury. “Or I’ll rip your head off.”Bride frowned at them. “Don’t you like my wolf?”“Yeah,” Van said, patting him roughly on the head. “He’s my new best friend.”“I’m your only friend, dickhead.”Vane balled his fist in the wolf’s fur as a warning to him. “You know you have to be firm with wolves. Let them know who the alpha is.”“Your father?”Vane smacked Fury’s head.“Ow!””

“I know you all have families who love you so if you want to leave–. (Acheron)We wouldn’t be here if we didn’t want to. You and Val fought to save my sister when no one else would have bothered. I haven’t forgotten it. (Vane)And I haven’t forgotten what the Dark-Hunters did for me and Maggie. (Wren)Yeah, we’re family. Psychotic, bizarre and a hodgepodge of personalities that should probably never be blended, but here we are. Now let’s go kick some ass. (Fury)”

“Fury snorted. "You're the leader, Vane. Lead.”

“You keep talking like that, Vane, and I might be forced to keep you.”“You keep looking at me like that, and I just might let you.”

“What? It's not my fault I stab all the fanged people. They shouldn't look like Daimons. (Tabitha)I didn't look like a Daimon, but you stabbed me. (Valerius)Yeah, well, you looked like a lawyer so I had to kill you. It was a moral imperative. (Tabitha)”

“You look like hell. (Sebastian)Yeah, well, it’s hard to look good when you’re being tortured. (Damos)”