The Orc's Auctioned Mate Quotes

“Early still.” He shifted so I rested on my back and his head lay on my stomach. “So small. So miraculous.”
― Veronika Kane, The Orc's Auctioned Mate

“This is the longest night of the year,” he murmured, “and I want to spend it tasting ye.”
― Veronika Kane, The Orc's Auctioned Mate

“The pipes drew out the last note of their latest dance as he scooped me into his arms, pressing me against his chest and burying his face in my neck. “Lass,” he murmured. “I need ye.”
― Veronika Kane, The Orc's Auctioned Mate

“I grew tired of watching ye bumble through this alone, Torvolk. Ye might be our Ranger, and that might mean ye will be leaving us…but ye cannae leave yer Mate.” Mate Mate Mate Mate.”
― Veronika Kane, The Orc's Auctioned Mate

“Ye havenae looked at yer reflection lately, have ye, laddie?” My eyes glowed green. Not just green, but glowing green. The color was shocking. I startled, rearing back before forcing myself closer. “I’ve never…why?” I rasped. One set of fingertips rose to pry my eyelids open further, to look for the cause. “’Tis a Mating Heat, Torvolk.” Her voice turned gentler. “All of us can see it, we’ve been waiting for ye to work yer way through. But ‘tis getting worse.”
― Veronika Kane, The Orc's Auctioned Mate

“You will return, aye?” ‘Tis what she asked me earlier. I nodded once, because aye…I was beginning to suspect I would always return.”
― Veronika Kane, The Orc's Auctioned Mate

“When a male child is born to a human female and an orc male, he is more likely to look like his father. When a female child is born, she is more likely to look like her mother. If she Mates a human, her children are virtually indistinguishable from normal humans.” She shrugged. “And if the son Mates with a female orc, their children will look just like full-blooded orcs.”
― Veronika Kane, The Orc's Auctioned Mate

“My grandson is a good lad, Isadora. He’s gruff, aye, and pretends he doesnae care for the company of others, and sometimes he’s grumpier than a box of rocks—although why someone would box rocks is beyond me—and he cannae carry a tune to save his life, but… What was I saying? Och, aye,” she announced, waggling her finger. “Torvolk is a good lad.”
― Veronika Kane, The Orc's Auctioned Mate

“Slowly, against my will, against my intention to stay unnoticed, I felt myself straightening against the wall. I wanted to reach out to her, to cradle her cheek. To pull her against my chest and tell her aught would be well. To claim her.”
― Veronika Kane, The Orc's Auctioned Mate