Patricia Briggs - Blood Bound (2007)

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Warren made a noise, the first one I'd heard out of him since we'd come into the room. I'd have been happier if he hadn't sounded scared. "Easy, Warren," Adam told him. "You're safe here. "If you die on us, you won't be," said Kyle with a growl that would have done credit to any of the werewolves in the room.

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Now, I'm not very vain. If I'd ever been, making my living covered in various grease and dirt mixtures would have cured me quickly. Still, I wasn't up to facing two sexy men when I had one eye swollen mostly shut and half of my face black and blue.

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A dominant wolf's desire to protect was a strong instinct- Samuel was very dominant. Give him an inch, and he's take over the world- my life, if I let him. Mercy

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You should be home sleeping. What is the use of having a man in the house, if he cannot take care of you for a while? Mmm, I said. I give up. What's the use of having a man in the house?

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Even after all this time, I keep forgetting that heroes can be found in unlikely places and persons — like mechanics who can turn into coyotes.

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I like what you've done to your face," Ben said, tapping his eye.

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I think that I can count on the fingers of one hand the times you've actually said the word 'women' and not replaced it with an epithet referring to female genitalia." "Hey, he's not that bad," Warren said. "Sometimes he calls them cows or whores.

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After I shut the door behind me, I heard Darryl say "of course eating him would work too.

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Never trust a mechanic who drives new cars. They're either charging too much money for their work, or they can't keep an old car running - maybe both.

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We'd spent years as adversaries, two predators sharing territory and a certain, unwelcome attraction. Somehow, during all those years I spent outwardly acquiescing to his demands while making sure I held my own, I'd won his respect. I'd had werewolves love me and hate me, but I'd never had one respect me before. Not even Samuel. Adam respected me enough to act on my suspicions. It meant a lot.

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So in the sweltering heat of a July night, I sang a Christmas carol to a room full of fae, who had been driven out of their homelands by Christians and their cold-iron swords.

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