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Fane ignored him knowing that he couldn’t reason with him.
ISN'T IT YOU?
Do I need to request a meeting with this Alpha and find out who this other wolf is that is laying claim to what is mine?”
So the phone call where someone "laid claim to what is his" was such a nothing moment I actually forgot about it and had to go back. Fantastic writing!
You see, Lilly was not his true mate, and even though he had feelings for her, they weren’t even a pin drop compared to what he feels for his mate.
Is this supposed to make it okay?
Regardless, Lilly knows who and what you are, Fane. I called and spoke with her about what is going on, and she took it well. She agreed to let Sorin stay with them because she realizes he would be added protection,” Fane’s father explained.
Well this is a speedy development
Fane growled at the idea of his mate in the hands of a pack to which she did not belong.
She doesn't belong to your pack either, settle down freakshow
Female Greys are not abundant, and after such a long time some males get desperate enough to settle for less and hope that, over time, their wolves will bond. Blinded by the darkness slowly driving them mad, they foolishly believe any female will be the balm to their pain. They forget their true mate is the only one who can bring balance with her light. They disrespect themselves, the one they take, and their own true mate when they do this.”
You literally cannot be have a happy life without a partner in Wolflandia. It is illegal.
“What exactly does loona mean?”
Why are you so stupid? Why is this being dragged out so long?
Fane wanted her to know him as well, and he hoped she liked what she learned.
Be super weird if she didn't since you're soulmates or whatever...
“Jen, paint your toenails,” Sally ordered.
i.e. Jen, shut the fuck up
Jen truly was a piece of work. You can’t help but love her.
Don't tell me what I can and can't do, I definitely don't love her.
“Just go with the jeans,” Jen said. “They’re sexy in a badass kind of way, and they will help keep your skin intact if you are in a motorcycle wreck.”
Another surprisingly sound tidbit from Jen.
“I’m just gonna wear my green flip-flops,” she told them.
Flip-flops on a motorcycle, and a classy choice of footwear for a first date.
When she returned to her room, they had Jen’s phone hooked up to her computer speakers jamming to a Southern rock band. Jacque just shook her head at them.
"How DARE you be teenagers listening to music?" *SMH*
“Oh shite, the markings are showing,” Jacque exclaimed.
Texas by way of England
“And what should I say to my mom? Hey, Mom, going on my date. Oh, don’t worry about these handy dandy marks. Ya know how it is with random, mysterious markings and whatnot just popping up when you least expect it,” she said with thick sarcasm. “No, we were going to tell her they are the stick-on type, and that Jen insisted you wear them,” Sally said.
put on a sweater and shut the hell up
“If you like that gorgeous piece of meat out there, and you don’t kiss him, I will personally take every bra you own and hang them on all the antennas of the cars on your street. Oh, and I will write your name on them in black magic marker, being sure to hang two on hottie’s motorcycle! How’d you like them apples?” Jen told her.
How....many bras does Jack have?
“Yeah, I’m done. Why you always gotta cramp my style, yo?” Jen asked in her best slang voice.
Slang voice
“Did you get your fill, or would you like me to turn around for you too?” Jacque asked sarcastically. “Jacque, is that any way to speak to your date?” Lilly asked her.
He just eye-banged her in front of you, HER MOTHER, so yeah, I'd say that is a way to speak to her date.
She nearly burst out laughing because she could just imagine the comeback Jen would have for that question.
Maybe you should just marry Jen if you love her so dang much, jfc
He handed her a black and dark pink helmet which, upon closer inspection, had various designs on it and was actually pretty awesome.
Her shirt also has "various designs" on it, patterns do have names you know.
but the night was still young and he still had ample time to make a fool of himself yet, so better not count your pups.
I'm sorry is this a saying in Romania?
To Fane’s satisfaction, dinner was pleasant, easy, and there was at no time when he felt the conversation was forced or awkward.
Interesting that the author doesn't try to write a conversation that isn't forced or awkward
He smiled over the fact she did not refuse dessert as most girls would on a first date,
"You're not like other girls." ~this douchebag
“Yes, I have to admit I dress very much in accordance with my mood, and the colors I choose reflect that. I know, I’m a conundrum, what can I say?
Yeah, no one has ever dressed according to their mood before what a quirky turkey
It’s called Where the Sidewalk Ends by Shell Silverstein.
Shel. He's a more famous author than you, you seriously couldn't be bothered to double check?
I mean, this isn’t a movie where we meet and fall madly in love in a matter of days, Fane—this
No it's a book where that happens
He could carry her, but Fane had a feeling that would not go over too well with his Luna.
Probably go over better than getting kidnapped?
The wolf from the dealership—Fane remembered his name was Steve—spoke first,
Ah yes, Steve the wolf.
“I hate to break it to you, Beta, but your Alpha has no authority to order me out of a town that he has not made known to be his territory,” Fane replied. “There is no record of this pack existing.”
Is there like a wolfpack congress somewhere? A registry? Forms to fill out? Ministry of Wolflandia?
Quickly, Steve composed himself.
I don't know why it's so funny that his name is Steve but it really is.
There is only so much disregard for pack laws that I will overlook.”
He'll call Wolflandia Interpol
Steve and the others walked away, but Fane could tell they were fighting against his order.
This is a hilarious image
And with that, they were on his motorcycle headed back to Jacquelyn’s house.
I can only say I appreciate not actually being made to endure a mini-golf date scene.
“No, but I make no promises that I won’t pass out from shock. There is no shame in passing out. It’s simply the brain’s way of saying ‘hold the stink up.’ I need to process this mess.” Jacque smiled, wondering if other people talked to themselves like that. Probably not, but everyone’s got something, right?
No and it's not cute when you do it
To Jacque’s surprise, Fane blushed!
Exclamation point!
“Okay, I’m about to have a two-year-old moment,”
If you have time to recognize it, you have time to stop it.
“MOM! WHO IN KING ARTHUR’S NAME IS THIS MAN IN OUR HOUSE, WHAT THE CRAP DO YOU KNOW THAT YOU AREN’T TELLING ME, AND FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THINGS THAT KEEP US SANE, WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?”
In King Arthur's name.....
So, as Jen and I like to say, go ahead and slap me with it.”
Why are you so obsessed with Jen
He is a Canis lupus.” “A Canis-whatsit?” Jacque asked. “You might know them better as werewolves,”
Canis lupis is just a wolf actually? Like, that's just binomial nomenclature?
“I’m sorry, love. It’s just that I see you hurting, and all I want to do is comfort you. It’s MY job to comfort you. Please bear with me a little longer. Sit by me. Calm the animal inside, please.”
Did Lilly say this or Fane? Who is talking right now?
Sometimes, I would catch his eyes glowing unnaturally. It was spooky and alluring all at the same time.
Actually just spooky, what is wrong with you?
He showed me his wolf and he was beautiful. Over time, he told me more and more about his culture and his species.
Why is everyone so casual about literal monsters?
“I was not thinking to you, now was I? No, I was not. I was thinking to myself. So if you don’t mind, keep your nosy Romanian brain out of mine,” Jacque told him.
Out loud or...?
You showed no werewolf tendencies, so, I decided to let it go.
What are werewolf tendencies? Barking? Sleeping nose to butt? Smelling like wolf urine?
She is my mate, and I will claim her, as is my right.
And it's her right to tell you to go to hell, Fane, good god.
I say man because you can no longer be a boy. You have to protect my little girl.”
You can't be a boy, but she is still a little girl.
“Well, that’s a crappy deal. Here you have a dad who can turn into this cool wolf thingy and you can’t even get a sexy bushy tail,” Jen said as she and Sally walked into the living room.
Jen is a furry confirmed
“I asked them to stay and listen in. I knew you would tell them anyway and figured you would need some support after I broke the news,” Lilly told her. “You guys heard everything?” Jacque asked tentatively.
You're a horrible mother, Lilly. Just horrible.
“Every page-turning word. I wanted to pop some popcorn. I figured there might be some tense moments, and you know I eat when I’m tense, but Goody Two-shoes here wouldn’t let me,” Jen said as she cocked an eye in Sally’s direction. Sally patted Jen’s hand in mock sympathy, “We know, sweetie, but, see, since it was Jacque finding out it was her dad who gets hairy, not yours, we didn’t really care if you were tense. Okay, honey?” Jen took Sally’s hand off hers and bit into it hard enough to leave teeth marks.
Will you two SHUT UP? Your friend is having an existential crisis right now? You're horrible people.
