Prince of Wolves

Alright then, I guess that’s settled,” Lilly said, then she turned to Fane, “Lay a paw on my little girl and you will be a three legged Lassie, got it?” Fane winced and then asked, “You both do realize I’m a wolf not a dog right?

When you say gorgeous,” Jen started, “are we talking Brad Pitt boyish good looks, or Johnny Depp make ya want to slap somebody?” “No, we’re talking Brad and Johnny need to bow down and recognize” Jacque answered.

Did you say ‘yes’ to going out on a date with him?” Sally asked Jacque. “All I got to say is if she said no, she might not want to go to sleep tonight ‘cause I’m going to dye her hair blonde to compliment her being a dumb ass,” Jen told them. “Uh, Jen, you’re a blonde,” Jacque pointed out. “No, not really, God just got it wrong and it was too late to change it once He noticed.

Jen rolled her eyes and let out a huff of air. "You got the knocking part right, fluffy, but you forgot the part where you are asked to come in. You don't just knock and then walk-in." Jen turned to Sally, shaking her head. "You should think they at least have some sort of puppy training class or something." "If you aren't careful, he's going to be picking Jen-kibble out of his teeth after his next meal," Sally whispered under her breath as Decebel continued to stare Jen down. Jen's gaze never wavered as she responded to Sally, "And what makes you think I object to being dinner?

So, so we have to beat it out of you or are you going to confess willingly, 'cause you know I'm into the whole torture thing. It's how I roll.

Keep calm and don't forget the whipped cream.

Don’t think I won’t know if you’re lying, I know how many bases you’ve been on, you red headed puritan. I will be able to tell fact from fiction.

Don't mind her; she's missing that part in her brain that tells her to shut up.

No, we’re talking Brad and Johnny need to bow down and recognize,” Jacque answered.

I am not frustrated, Luna. How could I possibly be frustrated with the one person who gives my existence meaning? If you begin to understand anything at all, I hope it’s that you have given me what every male Canis Lupus longs for, needs, and can never be complete without. You, and only ever you, complete the very core of who I am. No love, I am not frustrated with you, I am wholly, ardently, unabashedly in love with you.

Listen carefully, Lucas Steele, because I will only say this once. I am NOT your mate, I will never be your mate, and if you ever put your hands on me again I will cut them off along with other body parts you might want to use one day. Got it?" Jacque told him with as much force as she could put behind her words.

All I got to say is if she said no, shemight not want to go to sleep tonight'cause I'm going to dye her hair blonde to compliment her being a dumb ass," Jen told them. "Uh, Jen, you're a blonde," Jacque pointed out. "No, not really, God just got it wrong and it was too late to change it once He noticed.

I am wholly, ardently, unabashedly in love with you.

I am only yours, my Luna. I was yours from my first breath and I will be yours until my last.

You, and only ever you, complete the very core of who I am.

Fane was so surprised by her that he barely reached her when she got in the face of one of the wolves. She had her finger in his face and was yelling every expletive known to man, and some not known for that matter.

Don’t you growl at me White Fang, I’ll have you neutered and de-clawed so fast you won’t know what hit you.

It really was true that behind every great man is an even greater woman, which stood true for wolves as well.

Sure enough, they were both sitting in the floor, each with bed-head looking a little dazed.

It’s the little things Jen, the little things.

I was trying to spare her any further stress(...)I wasn’t trying to be deceitful.

I didn't mean to hurt her.

I’m going to be conveniently occupied with something that would normally be unimportant but for some reason at that exact moment needs my undivided attention.

I'm not sarcastic my ways just better.

Oh well, could be worse, she could be hearing voices, oh wait she was, well crap.

Lay a paw on my little girl and you will be a three legged Lassie, got it?

When you walk into a room every chick there forgets she is with the guy standing right next to her and wishes she was with you.

Jen and Jacquelyn spoke at the same time. “Field of dreams.” Jen reached up and fist bumped with Jacquelyn. “Good call Sherlock,” she said. “All in a day's work Watson,” Jacquelyn responded.

So I guess you are going to be over in a few minutes,” she said more as a statement than a question.