Quotes About Pack

He said wolves are special, because they make strong music.

Jullie zijn broeders uit het roedel. Een wolf laat zijn broeder uit het roedel niet in de steek. - Donkervacht, tegen Wolf

Pack is built on the bonds of family, of mating, of love. You come first. You always will.

Hawke," he said. "That's the word you need to be saying.

When she was like this, the wildness of her barely contained, it was hard to believe she'd come into his pack Silent, her emotions blockaded behind so much ice, it had infuriated his wolf.

You've now got a reputation as a scary motherfucker with no limits when it comes to your kid and your pack." The

An entire pack of male juveniles cornered me the other day to ask if I didn't think leopards were good enough for me... When I pointed out that I could gut them all with a butter knife but that I might have difficulty doing the same to Riley, they turned green. You might have to pet a few later on -- I think I scared them off sex with leopard females.

I was going to have to come up with a rank for myself besides Alpha's mate. In the pack, I was just Mercy- but if ten more people called me the Alpha's mate, I was going to hit someone. It sounded like a chess move.

Coyote to Mercy: "I didn't know about you until a lot later. Then I stopped to check you out. You looked happy running with the wolves. They looked bewildered- which is as it should be when a coyote plays with wolves.

Pack is for comfort when you hurt, I thought, putting my head back down. And for the first time in a long time, maybe the first time ever, I appreciated being a part of one.

Charles was most comfortable by himself or, if that wasn't possible, with his pack in the wild. Talking for hours in a crowded auditorium was not on any list of things he enjoyed—or things he was good at. At least no one had died. Yet.

Most of the pack would rather have Darryl mad at them than Auriele.

All Adam needed was an answer, and 'no' would have worked just as well to set the pack back in order. I agreed because...because he's Adam. Mine, whispered a voice in my head, but I was pretty sure it was my own voice.

Mercedes," said Asil in a cheerful voice. "You are going to get me killed at last. Bran would not do it, but I believe your mate will have no trouble.

I'm not worried about her coming between us," I told him truthfully. "I'm worried about her hurting you and Jesse. Hurting the pack. But that's better than letting her face whatever it is on her own.

You have a real gift for getting into trouble, don't you? That was one thing I forgot when you left the pack." "How is any of this my fault?" I asked hotly. He sighed. "I don't know. Does it matter whose fault it is once you're sitting in the middle of the frying pan?" He gave me a despairing look. "And as my father used to point out, you find your way into that frying pan way too often for it to be purely accidental.

The pack was better with Anna in it, in ways far more subtle than he or his da had expected. They had hoped for calm—they had not expected happy.

Alpha of the Vltava Pack. Been around since the Middle fucking Ages. Apparently a baker-of all the sodding things for a fearsome Alpha to be. We are glad we don't have to tell people our Alpha is a motherehumping baker.

An Omega has all the protective instincts of an Alpha and none of the violent tendencies

That the feeling I got from them through the pack bonds was eagerness for the hunt was a testimony that all werewolves are crazy.

The group of rogue Cantrip agents that kidnapped the pack in order to make you go assassinate their target had a list, didn't they?

want to. Adam wasn't angry. He wouldn't hurt me. I let him pull the power of his pack over me like a warm

I know who you mean," Adam said. "And no, you're thinking about Lincoln Thorson. He's still second in the Lincoln, Nebraska, pack—which is why everyone remembers him. This isn't that Lincoln.

Maybe leave it for the ugly thing that your pack's witch has become.