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“When I die of heart failure the next time you frighten me like that, you can put that on my gravestone—‘I didn’t mean to startle her.”
― Patricia Briggs, Masques

“It was unsettling to be in love with someone who looked like the face in her nightmares.”
― Patricia Briggs, Masques

“Over the years, she'd learned not to question him too closely—mostly because he wouldn't answer her.”
― Patricia Briggs, Masques

“Wolf," she said. "Married is wonderful, married is lovely. But I loved you before that, and you were mine before that. Only you for me—only me for you. That's how it was before our marriage." The smile fell away and left her pale and determined. "That's how it was when I found you in that pit trap all those years ago—I knew as soon as I first saw your eyes. But then, I've known all my life what love is. It took you, who had nothing to compare it to, rather longer to figure out, to understand what is between us. But even when you did not understand or recognize it—it was always love.”
― Patricia Briggs, Wolfsbane

“The woods grew increasingly dense as Wolf walked farther from the castle. A hoot from an owl just overhead made Aralorn-the-mouse cringe tighter against his neck. “Lots of nasties in these woods,â€� she said in a mouselike voice devoid of all but a hint of humor.

“And I,� announced Wolf in a grim voice that was designed to let Aralorn know that it was time to be serious, “am the nastiest of all.�

“Are you really?� asked Aralorn in an interested sort of tone. “Oh, I just adore nasties.�

Wolf stopped and looked at the mouse sitting innocently on his shoulder. Most people cowered under that look. Aralorn began, industriously, to clean her whiskers. When Wolf started to walk again, though, she said in a stage whisper, “I really do, you know.”
― Patricia Briggs, Masques