Alaric, go after her. Since Daniel forced the blood bond on her, Quinn has been different. Lost. She deserves better than for you to abandon her and, priest or no, you know it.

— Alyssa Day

Always you, since the moment I first lay my hands on you to heal that bullet wound. Since fell inside your soul. Don’t you know that by now, Quinn?

— Alyssa Day

Emotion kicked logic’s ass. He was going after Quinn.

— Alyssa Day

Except for Quinn, a dark voice whispered in his mind. A smile from her would be a gift beyond price.

— Alyssa Day

Finally, she looked up at him and met his gaze, and she gasped. He knew what must be visible on his face and therefore did not try to deny it. “You know,” he rasped out. “You have always known, and you will always know that I am yours, and yet never can be. I am the most powerful high priest Poseidon has ever appointed, and yet I am too weak to hide the depths of my feelings for you.

— Alyssa Day

He'd saved her life and killed her trust. He'd thought it is a fair trade, at the time.

— Alyssa Day

He shot across the dark and dank room and gently lowered her slight body, which seemed to weigh almost nothing, until she stood with her back to the wall, as he called a shield of water to block her from any danger.

— Alyssa Day

I am needed here. Atlantis can burn in the nine tells for all I care. I have sacrificed enough to Poseidon. My days as high priest are done.

— Alyssa Day

I don’t care about his quest for redemption. I don’t want him anywhere near Quinn,” Alaric snarled. “I will leave for St. Louis as soon as we adjourn this meeting.”

— Alyssa Day

I'm a little tired of protecting people who help the ones trying to conquer them

— Alyssa Day