Red and the Wolf Quotes

“You’ll always be Red to me, regardless of what you’re wearing. It’s more than the color of your attire—it’s who you are. Passion and courage.”
― Vivienne Savage, Red and the Wolf

“Sorcha had never seen a man so handsome or perfect to the eye. As he was her king and quite taken, she quickly averted her gaze to her booted feet.”
― Vivienne Savage, Red and the Wolf

“Welcome but unnecessary flattery, my friend. Now,”
― Vivienne Savage, Red and the Wolf

“I know.” She leaned into him. “It’s different, is all. Knowing I’m leaving our home together and walking away to build my own.” “Are you happy?” “I am.” She had never been happier, and she looked forward to the coming days, knowing Conall would be at her side.”
― Vivienne Savage, Red and the Wolf

“The greatest adventure of all,” Conall agreed. “As my wife, my equal, and the mother alpha of our clan. No one could deserve it more than you, Red.” He buried his face in her dark hair. “Your”
― Vivienne Savage, Red and the Wolf

“Don’t worry, Red. Soon we’ll have a room of our own and all the time we like.” “I’ll hold you to that promise.” They cleaned up and dressed, but she took every opportunity she could to touch and kiss him as they did, until Conall playfully growled and threatened to put her back in bed. She almost took him up on the offer, until cries of wonder from the townsfolk alerted them to a new arrival. Hand in hand, they hurried outside to see a red dragon circling overhead.”
― Vivienne Savage, Red and the Wolf

“She’d missed him. Missed his smiles and his laughter, missed the way he made her body sing with only a touch or a look. Despite”
― Vivienne Savage, Red and the Wolf

“She froze in the doorway, taking in the sight of him in his red and silver tartan, bare chest scarred from the near-fatal blow dealt by Ferghus’s claws. He paused midstride, appearing to be under the same spell. “Missed you, Red.” Willing her legs to cooperate, she sprinted toward him. They met in the middle. Strong arms surrounded her as the hoots and hollers of spectating wolves cheered from various points around the square. Unconcerned with their audience, Sorcha rose to tiptoe and kissed her mate. She kissed him for each day they were apart and every moment missed.”
― Vivienne Savage, Red and the Wolf

“I can carry you, Emilia,” Conall offered. “I’m quite capable of walking out.” “Of course, you are,” he agreed, “but after your burdens, I think you deserve to rest rather than run.” Emilia stared at him a moment before she snorted and gave a sharp nod. “I like him, Sorcha. Very well, this once I’ll allow it.” Sorcha and her mate exchanged grins, then”
― Vivienne Savage, Red and the Wolf

“I love you, Red. Whatever happens after this, I want you to know I love you more than the sun and the stars. You’re my world, everything I’ve ever wanted and needed. You proved to me humans can be good.”
― Vivienne Savage, Red and the Wolf

“Exercising willpower he didn’t know he had, Conall slipped from his place beside her in the makeshift bed. Donning clothes didn’t help. To distract himself, he fastened his kilt and laced his boots, the occasional glimpse of her bare body a temptation to shirk his duties for a moment longer, to worship at her feet and take the sweet core of her into his mouth again. He would soon. Once Maeval was dead, making love to his new mate would be his celebration dance.”
― Vivienne Savage, Red and the Wolf

“Loathing the circumstances for awakening her, he suppressed the urge to stake his claim a third time before they emerged to fight the difficult battle ahead.”
― Vivienne Savage, Red and the Wolf

“Mine,” he repeated. “My wife. My love.” The word rung through her heart and filled her with joy. “I love you, Red.”
― Vivienne Savage, Red and the Wolf

“Sweet stars above, Red.” In a moment of sheer impulse, she leaned forward and nipped his exposed throat. A subtle growl rumbled in his chest, reverberating notes of approval and pleasure. For an alpha to bare his throat to her, it could mean only one thing. He truly did see her as his equal. “I love you,” she whispered. “My wolf.” How had it taken her so long to realize she’d been falling in love with him? “Yours always, Red,” he said, his voice raw with emotion. “Ride”
― Vivienne Savage, Red and the Wolf

“We’ll learn together. There’s no wrong thing to do, lass. Remember that. As long as it’s the two of us, and you’re loving the way I touch you and hungry for how I make you feel.” No wrong thing to do.”
― Vivienne Savage, Red and the Wolf

“The lacings of her simple bodice stood no chance against the strength of an eager werewolf. His fingers tugged, a leather strap snapped, and he pulled the garment from her body. Her tunic swiftly followed. “Co—” Before she could protest his reckless conduct with her garments, the world spun and she landed on her back amidst the furs. With”
― Vivienne Savage, Red and the Wolf

“Stroking her fingers through his cinnamon-hued hair, she set her brow against his forehead and whispered, “I love you, Conall, and I want to go into this battle at your side. Not as your companion, but as your mate. I won’t waste another day without consummating our union.” “My mate.” “Yours. Body, heart, and soul.”
― Vivienne Savage, Red and the Wolf

“But why are you really here now? You didn’t come to baby me.” She answered him with a kiss filled with all her passion and longing. Conall’s strong arms wrapped around her and crushed her to his scarred chest. The”
― Vivienne Savage, Red and the Wolf

“I need to see Conall alone to… to tell him what’s in my heart.” The tugging ceased, and Tink raised to Sorcha’s eye level. “Ohhh. You’re going to make pups. Why didn’t you say so, silly human?” The little sprite’s observation nearly made her choke. “I, um, no. No pups. Not right now.”
― Vivienne Savage, Red and the Wolf

“Sorcha swallowed the hard lump in her throat. Her tongue was as dry as sanding paper. “If not for Conall, I wouldn’t have managed any of it. I… I love him, Da’. I chose him, and now he may not even survive.”
― Vivienne Savage, Red and the Wolf

“Then come. I will carry your Conall.” Her Conall. The words felt right in her heart, and she only hoped she would be given the opportunity to share them with the wolf she had fallen so desperately in love with.”
― Vivienne Savage, Red and the Wolf

“None of it would matter if the man she loved didn’t live to see another day.”
― Vivienne Savage, Red and the Wolf

“At that moment, she knew exactly how Conall had felt when she disappeared into the mountain. Her chest ached as if her heart had been torn from it. The pulse pounded in her ears, rising in a frantic roar to drown out all other sound. “Conall!” she cried.”
― Vivienne Savage, Red and the Wolf

“No. I’m admiring what’s mine. I was beginning to wonder if you’d miraculously become a heavy sleeper.” “Far from it, I was merely wondering what you’d do with my defenseless sleeping body.” “Not as much as I’d like,” she admitted, blushing.”
― Vivienne Savage, Red and the Wolf

“When Sorcha woke, she took a moment to enjoy the feel of Conall’s arms around her. He’d held her all night, her head pillowed on his shoulder and his heartbeat her lullaby. Feeling bold, she raised her head and awakened him with nibbles to the edge of his jaw. He hadn’t shaved in weeks, since before they’d first embarked on their adventure together, and the golden-red fuzz on his face suited him.”
― Vivienne Savage, Red and the Wolf

“He stole possession of her mouth again, dominating her lips with every kiss. She sighed against him. “Sleep now.” “How can I possibly sleep?’ she protested. Conall laughed and stroked his fingers over her hair. “Sleep, and let pleasant dreams finish what we could not.”
― Vivienne Savage, Red and the Wolf

“As much as I love your legs in these pants you favor, you should consider a kilt.” “Why?” He thrust his hips forward, nudging his exposed erection between her thighs. “The easier to claim you with, Red. To have my wicked way with you without the hassle of removing all of this.”
― Vivienne Savage, Red and the Wolf

“But I didn’t beg.” “No, lass, you didn’t. But I prefer you throwing yourself at me for now. The begging can come later.” Goose bumps arose over her skin, inspired by the veiled promise in his husky words. She searched for his mouth to continue where they’d left off, while his hands crept over her chest and tugged on the cords to her studded leather bodice. “Blasted laces. Do you knot them on purpose?”
― Vivienne Savage, Red and the Wolf

“Were you really going to challenge a dragon to save me?” Sorcha asked. “I was.” Overwhelmed by a surge of emotion, she grabbed a fistful of his tartan and kissed him. Conall made a single sound of surprise then wrapped his arms around her waist. He dragged her close, their surroundings spun, and then soft furs were suddenly beneath her and Conall’s hard body stretched above her.”
― Vivienne Savage, Red and the Wolf

“Sorcha twisted around at the sound of Conall’s battle cry. Like her own personal knight in shining armor, or perhaps in his case, an alpha in patterned tartan, he crossed the ground with his sword raised to come down in a mighty arc.”
― Vivienne Savage, Red and the Wolf