lycans

Thank you, miss _?___nnabelle._ She dropped a napkin onto his lap and smiled. __nd might I say you are a handsome gent. Beautiful green eyes! I can see why Miss Ayden fancies your company!__ane frowned. __iss Ayden? Is this the same creepy woman with the gray eyes and weapons arsenal dangling from her hips?___hy yes, sir. Although, she__ not so scary, once you get to know her._ Anna backed away and clasped her fingers together. __it of a sweet spot she has._ She winked.__eah. I noticed.

The wolves wait for you, little lamb.

Calix shook his head. __on__ mind him. Logan is what happens when kids don__ get hugged enough.

Gavin, Logan, Calix. Was there a sale on trendy names when they were born, or something?

Wolf, not dog. You were bitten by a Lycan, not Lassie.

No matter what happened, there was always one thing Isla could rely on: the sheer arrogance of male wolves. That, and their overriding assumption all females found them irresistible and were desperate to get them in the sack. Mostly she was desperate to get them in the sack, if only to stop their whining, but she didn't think a sack six feet under was precisely what they meant.

Kiss me like you want to live.__achlain.

Every girl dreams of waking up one day, a princess. Until that day kicks you in the face, wearing steel toed boots.

A dark voice within warned him to stop, but Aaron brushed it off. He flashed Holden a patronizing smile. __ll right, then. Why not here? I have no problem giving you a fair fight, considering our history.__lowly Holden relaxed his arms. There was a dark glimpse of metal, and then he took quick aim with his right hand. The short, lonely barrel of a gun stared Aaron in the eye. Even in his surprised state, Aaron could see what he was up against. An innocuous-looking Remington 1911, its wood-grip base outdated in style, but its precision and reliability lauded throughout the years.__onsidering our history,_ Holden said through his teeth, __ have no interest in fair.

Lycans are human.