"You threw yourself in the middle right with him. Because you couldn't take the risk of missing and hurting him or the others. And you would rather have died yourself than let anything happen to Jaxon." #Court

"Your mate? Oh, right. That must be why you protected her so well that there’s not even a bond anymore." #Crush

"Are you seriously looking at my panties right now?" "I’m looking at you," he answers. "That my doing so means I can also see your panties seems like that’s more on you than me." #Covet

I’m here for Grace and to graduate. Everyone and everything else can go to hell. #KatmereInsider

"I know what your heart looks like. I know the baggage you come with, and I am okay with all of it." #Covet

And nothing has ever felt so good. Because this is Hudson, my Hudson. My mate. And even when things go wrong, this is so, so right. #Court

"Are you kidding me? I’ve been worried sick about you! I fought with Flint - Luca fought with Flint - and then I fought with Nuri, the whole time terrified that they were torturing you and you’re fine." "I’m so sorry to disappoint you. Would you rather they had tortured me?" …

"You’re Grace Foster, the only gargoyle born in the last thousand years. I say, go in there and do whatever the fuck you want…as long as that includes kicking Cole’s skinny wolf ass all over that arena." #Crush

"Don’t you Hudson me, Grace. I’ve had to share you from the very first day you came into my life. And I have done it. I have shared you with Jaxon and I have shared you with the whole fucking world that needs you. And I have never complained because I know who you are." #Covet

His gaze holds mine as he admits, "To keep you safe, I would have done anything." #Court

"I think it looks like baby brother is finally starting to use his brain for once," Hudson comments. "I’m impressed." #Crush

"How do they look?" I ask, tilting my head so he can get get a better view of the flowers. "Beautiful." But he’s not looking at the flowers when he answers. He’s looking at me . . . and somehow that makes everything better and worse, all at the same time. #Covet

He gives me a seriously? look. And I get it - everything's wrong. But that's nothing new. That's not us. That's just everything around us. Except... Except when he's acting like this, it feels an awful lot like it might be us afterall. #Court

Because this isn't my Hudson. This is a stranger, and I don't know how to bring him back. I don't even know how to find him under all that ice. I just know that I have to try. #Court

"Again, ouch." "Again, bite me." He’s not smiling, but I can see two fangs gleaming. "You keep offering that, and someone’s going to take you up on it." #Crush

His jaw clenches so hard, I think he’s going to crack a molar. "I love my brother more than you ever will. I died for him. But I’m not going to die for him again, and what you’re doing to me, Grace—you’re killing me slowly." #Covet

I swallow a scream as Wolf Head lunges at him again. Hudson, in the meantime, doesn’t even seem fazed. He just glances out at the crowd and asks, "Why is there never a newspaper around when you need one?" even as he pretends to smack the wolf on the nose. "Bad doggy." #Covet

My heart breaks at what he doesn't say; that he's been separated from his mate for a thousand years. I think of Hudson, of how safe and happy and right it feels to be in his arms, and then I think about what it would feel like to be away from him. #Court

"Tell you what?" he asks. "Not to go anywhere near my father? I’m pretty sure we covered that several times." "No," I respond after swallowing the lump in my throat. "Why didn’t you tell me what a good person you are?" Startled blue eyes find mine and our gazes lock, hold.

"Bro." Flint narrows his eyes. "Unhand the shawarma and no one gets hurt." "I am, quite literally, quaking in fear." Hudson holds up the sandwich — in a rock steady hand. #Covet