Etched in Bone (The Others, #5)

by Anne Bishop

Bee shouldn’t be shacking up with a guy.” “Aren’t you shacking up with Merri Lee?” Vlad asked. “That’s different.” “How?” Simon asked. “Barbara Ellen and Merri Lee are about the same age.” “That’s beside the point. It’s different.” “Why? Because Merri Lee doesn’t have a brother to growl and snap at you when you go to her den to mate?” “We could growl and snap,” Blair said, sounding more than willing to oblige.

their own knowledge of the job consisted of herd cattle, ride horses, and don’t piss off the Elders and get eaten.

Elliot said he’s never heard a human say so much by just saying tsk.”

“One young woman is hardly an invasion.” “The female pack was the invasion,” Simon grumbled. “Exploding fluffballs. Bunnies with teeth.”

I thought males helped with food.” “I did,” Simon replied. Blair gave him a look. “You brought leaves and fungus.”

“Peach muffins, dinner rolls, and zucchini bread. I’m making use of what’s in season.” Fruit in the muffins sounded good, but vegetables in bread? Simon looked at Blair and Nathan. They looked at him. <You distract her, and I’ll give the bread thing a sniff,

Or was he trying to think too much like a human? Their brains were so full of confusion it was a wonder they managed to do anything at all, let alone establish a proper social order within a pack.