More on this book
Community
Kindle Notes & Highlights
“I don't have friends either. I want one, and I want one as fierce as you.”
I want a mobster’s son with the face of an angel and the rap sheet of a street kid. I want the singer with a soft heart wrapped in barbs and trip wires of devastating wit to keep it safe. I want the billionaire’s unwanted son with eyes of ice and an endless love for his sister.
Again, I adore this girl so fiercely I wish I were a lesbian and I could lock this shit down.
“I hear drinking the blood of your enemies helps with PMS. I’ll ask Ash to bring us a gallon.”
It's only in the black light that you can see the ink that covers me. The skeletal structure I've had tattooed to my skin, the jaw opening wide etched in my cheeks with vicious teeth. Every inch of my body is covered in the whorls and arches that imitate the pelt. The black light shows that underneath the human facade I wear the truth of who I am. The Wolf.
“Those idiot boys have no idea how fiercely the Wolf of Mounts Bay guards them.”
“Secret girls’ business,” says Avery in her most innocent voice. He rolls his eyes at her. “With the two of you that could be anything from pairing the correct shoes with an outfit to plotting the murder of a filthy-rich senator for your own gain.”
“I'm weird. I wear guys’ shirts and sweaters with booty shorts and skirts. I listen to the same three albums on repeat. I like French toast, coffee, and cherry anything. I don't function my birthday or Christmas. I can kill a grown man eight different ways with nothing but my bare hands. I’m never going to be normal.”
“I don't want boring old diamonds. I want priceless, blood-soaked, favor diamonds.”
“I’m keeping you forever. I don’t do this shit for anything but keeps.” And then he swallows my answering sigh.
“No spending blood diamonds on me, Mounty. I’m not worth it.” I swallow past the lump lodged in my throat. “You’re worth more than my diamonds. I’m planning on spending every single one of them on us. On our family, the one that actually counts. Even if… even if this is all a temporary thing for you guys, it’s still worth it for me.”
His head snaps over to me so quickly I would have startled if I weren’t firmly wearing the skin of the Wolf. His eyes are wild and fierce. “This is not fucking temporary. Not for me, not for Ash or Harley, and not for you. I know we have a hell of a lot to make up for, but I’m going to do whatever it takes to do that. Don’t ever say that shit again.” How the fuck am I supposed to walk straight after that?! Fuck me.
Harley scoffs and whispers in my ear, “Stop looking at her like you want to fuck her; you’ll give us all a complex.” I quirk an eyebrow at him. “If we both swung that way, we’d be fucking married by now. I would have wifed her ass last year.”
He breathes into my ear, a shiver running down my spine, “I want to make you come so fucking hard the Jackal hears you screaming my name from his little fortress. I want you so fucking wet that your cum runs down my arm and I can smell you on my skin for days. You’re gonna let me touch you, aren’t you, Star? I want to watch you come.”
Then there’s Ash. He surveys Illi with a detached look and then looks at me. “This is the Butcher?” I nod and wait him out. “Anyone touches the Wolf or my sister while they’re under your protection and I don’t care what the fuck they call you, I’ll be the one doing the butchering.”
“I’ve never given anyone the power to break me. Harley is… on paper, he’s the worst choice for me. He’s a mobster’s son. He’s from the Bay. He’s lived in the world that has tried to kill me every fucking day of my life. He’s a killer; he has that darkness in him that every single man in my life so far has used to hurt me. Trying to get away from that life means he’s the worst option. But he’s… a part of me. It goes so far beyond having my heart. Hearts can be broken, torn out, fucking burned.
Harley owns a part of my soul and, if he wanted to, he could destroy me in ways Matteo never fucking could. They all do, Aves. It’s why I couldn’t fucking choose in that bathroom back when you asked me because how do I choose between the parts of my soul?”
“I would watch the whole world burn to keep our family safe, Lips. I’m calling Atticus. I don’t forgive him and I don’t want him anymore, but I’ll use him until every last threat is gone. We’re done playing it safe and keeping the body count low. Whatever it takes, to the end.”
“You aren’t fucking expendable. You’re nonnegotiable. You’re everything I’ve ever fucking wanted and needed, and you’re trying to get yourself killed.”
