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“Never presume to know a person based on the one dimensional window of the internet. A soul can’t be defined by critics, enemies or broken ties with family or friends. Neither can it be explained by posts or blogs that lack facial expressions, tone or insight into the person’s personality and intent. Until people “get thatâ€�, we will forever be a society that thinks Beautiful Mind was a spy movie and every stranger is really a friend on Facebook.”
― Shannon L. Alder

“Look, Sara. The way Andrew treated you was unconscionable. We all saw that, and I regret not speaking up on your behalf. But you have the choice to decide how you grow from it. If you’re going to think every man is like him, you don’t deserve Max. Max isn’t that guy.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful Stranger

“One day you’ll expect better from me.”
― Kim Dare, The Mark of an Alpha

“And then I saw him.

In the snow.

Behind the trees.

A white wolf. Black on his back and chest.

His eyes burned red.

He said chase me i love you chase me.

I said, “Daddy?� because I was just a little boy again, and my father, my father was there, and he was never going to leave me, he was never going to leave me again.

He ran.

I chased after him.

Tree branches slapped against my face and chest, sharp stings as the blanket flared around me. I almost dropped it. I almost let it go.

PackLoveSon to me to me come to me”
― T.J. Klune, Brothersong

“But he’s also not your only client! Rule number one in business is to not ever let the big dog know how small the other dogs are.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful Bitch

“Livingstone,â€� Gavin said again, almost stubbornly. “I call him Livingstone. Not Dad. I hadâ€�.â€�

“You had,� I said, squeezing his hand.

He glanced at me quickly before looking back down at the table. “I had Dad. Mom too. Not real parents. But still good.�

“What happened to them?� Robbie asked quietly.

“Dead,� Gavin said in a dull voice. “Long time ago. Still human when it happened. Car accident. I didn’t know what to do. After. Then I was wolf. Then I was Omega. And now I’m here.�

All those years broken down into a few short sentences. I wondered if I would ever know all that had happened to him or if it would be locked away in his mind. Memories hurt when you let them.”
― T.J. Klune, Brothersong

“Memory will lay its hands upon your breast, and you will understand my hatred.”
― Gwendolyn Bennett