Pack Challenge

Zach - "Yes. And Tigers. And mountain lions. There's an array of shifters." Sara - "Bunnies?

Angelina leaned forward as Sara pulled Miki back to her, "You know what they say about curiosity? That it stabbed the annoying biker girl over and over and over again until she spit up blood.

Zach shoveled another spoonful of Fruit Loops cereal with milk into his mouth. “It is not possible!” “How do you know? Just because there’s no proof to prove it, there’s no proof to disprove it either.” “You’re trying to make me crazy, aren’t you?” “Not at all.” Sara put her bowl down. “I’m just saying there could be bunny shifters.” “There are no bunny shifters!” Shaking her head she accused, “You’re a bunny bigot.” Zach threw his spoon back in the near-empty bowl. “And there is no such thing as bunny bigots.

You sniffed her ass, didn’t you?” Conall didn’t even bother hiding his grin.

I'm a whore!" Miki hit the brakes...her hands.. gripping the steering wheel, glanced at Sara. "You're not wearing any underwear, are you?" Sara let out a strangled squeal...

Forget he never wanted this in the first place. Forget he was convinced she might be clinically insane and definitely feral. The bottom line was, she ran. She didn't even stop to shower. She woke up, saw Zach lying next to her, and took to the Texas hills. Not a good sign when one was just starting out in a relationship.

I’ve found it’s never the animals you have to worry about, Miki. It’s the humans.

I swear, Santiago! You are an idiot!" "I'm only trying to help you along. The guy is all over you and you need to let him know your're interested before some other biker slut, such as yourself, snaps him up with a well-timed blow job.

Do you ride?" She smiled, her fingers lightly sliding around his ear. "Not since I hit that barn" Zach’s hands paused on her flesh. "You hit a barn?" "I had to avoid the cow

Miki burst into laughter while Angelina looked validly concerned. “Sara, honey, you’ve got to let your toy go.” “Hey!” Zach snapped.

She took two steps to the left. He shadowed her. She took three quick steps to the right. He did the same. “You…you’re…” She couldn’t even think straight. “I need you to remain calm.” “Fuck you!” “That’s not calm.

Good.” She seemed relieved, “They’re here.” She stood up and walked to the front of the parking lot just as four beautiful, tricked-out Choppers, all manned by women, pulled in and halted next to the girl. “Check it out.” Angelina elbowed her friends, “Lesbians. In Texas .

Conridge leaned across the table and touched Conall’s arm. “I wouldn’t worry.” She motioned toward her husband. “I stabbed him in the leg and set his Mercedes on fire before I agreed to marry him. She just needs time.”Conall frowned. “Uh…thank you?

So, what happened to your face?” Sara grabbed Miki by her T-shirt and jeans before she could dive over the counter at the Asian girl they called Kelly. Angelina leaned forward as Sara pulled Miki back to her, “You know what they say about curiosity? That it stabbed the annoying biker girl over and over and over again until she spit up blood.” Oh, yeah. That was subtle.

Zach glanced out the window to what had to be the quietest town he’d ever been in. “Big gang problem around here? Lots of cow jacking?” “We have all sorts pass through our little town, thank you very much. Bikers. Cowboys. The always dangerous rodeo clowns.” “Rodeo clowns?” “Don’t ask.” Zach shrugged. “I don’t want to know.” “Any other condescending questions about my town?” “Oh, I’m not being condescending. I’m very interested in your tiny little town, with its tiny little people. I bet you guys even have a movie theater.” Sara barked out a laugh. “You certainly are a charmer.

You're trying to make me crazy, aren't you?" "Not at all." Sara put her bowl down. "I'm just saying there could be bunny shifters." "THERE ARE NO BUNNY SHIFTERS!" Shaking her head she accused, "You're a bunny bigot." Zach threw his spoon back in the near-empty bowl. "And there is no such thing as bunny bigots." "Bunny bigot," she accused again.

What are you lookin’ at me for? I’m a ray of fuckin’ sunshine.