You scratch whatever itches you choose,” Charles told her, his voice cold and quiet.“Enjoy yourself. But at the end of the day, you remember that Isaac belongs to my father – and to me. He is necessary to us as you are not. You will leave him unharmed or I will hunt you down and destroy you.

For her he shook like an alcoholic in need of his gin, because he felt she needed to know her options, no matter how his wolf felt about losing his mate. Her knight, indeed.

That, my dear uncultured wolf, is a Charlie Russell – cowboy turned artist. Without him, Montana’s history would just be a footnote in a Zane Grey novel.

They’re all dead,” Ruth wept, her hands in front of her face as if she could not bear what she’d seen. It reminded me oddly of the weeping angels from Doctor Who.

Too early to tell,” Gary said. “It doesn’t look good, but saying ‘it’s over’ before it actually is will make certain the outcome.

Not mere luck. I am stalking Mercy. Of course I was around, because that’s what stalkers do, or so I’ve read. It’s my new hobby.

The thought of herself as decoration was absurd.

Yes. She had picked out the tiles in the kitchen, hadn’t she? I regarded Aiden with a little more favor than I’d felt before.

There is magic in places that are between: crossroads, thresholds, bridges.

Even knowing that David Bowie is gone, I am giddy about this.” He said all that in a very dry, professional tone.