I glanced in the first open door and stopped short. Desks. Four tiny desks. A wall of faded posters of alphabet animals. A blackboard, still showing the ghost of numbers. I blinked, certain I was seeing wrong. Derek nudged my legs, telling me to get moving. I looked at him, and I looked at the classroom. This was where Derek had grown up. Four tiny desks. Four little boys. Four young werewolves. For a second, I could see them—three boys working at the three clustered desks, Derek alone at the fourth, pushed slightly away, hunched over his work, trying to ignore the others. Derek nudged me again, whining softly, and I looked down to see him eyeing the room, every hair on his neck on end, anxious to get away from this place.

— Kelley Armstrong

I glanced up to see Liz and smiled. "Thank you." "I just went along for the ride. After that happened-" She waved at Derek. "You know how blind people need Seeing Eye dogs? Well, apparently werewolves could really use Opening Door poltergeists.

— Kelley Armstrong

I got to eavesdrop at a window. As Clay said, I did have another option. I could wait in the car and let them fill me in later. So, eavesdropping it was.

— Kelley Armstrong

I have to. I've been fighting it all night. Furthermore, I'm going to lose. My battle is as futile as a woman feeling the first pangs of labor and deciding it's an inconvenient time to give birth. Nature wins out. It always does.

— Kelley Armstrong

I let out a laugh that sounded more like the yip of a startled poodle. "Superpowers? I wish. My powers aren't winning me a slot on the Cartoon Network anytime soon... except as a comic relief. Ghost Whisperer Junior. Or Ghost Screamer, more like it. Tune in, every week, as Chloe Saunders runs screaming from yet another ghost looking for her help." Okay, superpower might be pushing it.

— Kelley Armstrong

I make the choice because it is one I can live with.

— Kelley Armstrong

I'm going to need to save you."" Excuse me? No one needs-""I'm saving you, so shut up and be grateful.

— Kelley Armstrong

I might be half Derek's size, but I was the one who sounded like a two-hundred-pound beast plowing through the woods.

— Kelley Armstrong

In the meantime, I’ll get a job. I’ll pay my own way.” “A job?” “Mmm, yeah. It’s that thing people do to make money.

— Kelley Armstrong

I ran my tongue along the top of his underwear, letting it slide underneath. Then I shifted my body forward, lips moving back up his chest, until I was straddling him again.

— Kelley Armstrong