Cate C. Wells > Quotes

“Everyone else is a piece. A pawn, a knight, a king. Not you.” I snort softly. “Let me guess. I’m the queen?” “Nope. You’re the one on the other side of the board.” And”
― Cate C. Wells, Run Posy Run

“She’s the prettiest damn thing I’ve ever seen. Her blue hair’s up in a ponytail, and she’s wearing her thin gold nose ring. She’s in her socks. They’ve got cats on them. Floating cat heads with party hats. I’m pretty sure I recognize her jeans. I’ve been ogling her ass in them since high school.

I’m gonna marry this girl.

We’re gonna live in our cabin up on the mountain and have babies and dogs coming out of our ears.

“Why are you smiling?” she asks, suspicious. She’s gone back into her shell. That’s all right. She let me in. I’ll coax her out again soon enough.

“Thinking about how many babies and dogs we’ll have.”

“Babies?”

“Um-hum,” I drawl. I love to watch her squirm. “Twins run in my family, obviously.”
― Cate C. Wells, Against a Wall

“I always thought falling for the wrong man would be my downfall—like it was for my mom. Maybe it’s worse if the wrong man falls for you.”
― Cate C. Wells, Run Posy Run

“Holy crap. He’s twenty-nine. I’ve had more sex than him. Two hundred percent more. The alpha is a virgin. Kind of. My mind is boggled.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“No one has the patience for old grief. After a while, you’re supposed to keep it to yourself. Shove it under the bed or the back of the closet. Holding on to it is unhealthy, right?

But grief’s not an animal on a leash. It stays, regardless of how tight or loose you hold on. It settles in. It walks alongside you.”
― Cate C. Wells, Against a Wall

“I am not one to pin all human shortcomings on half the species, but damn. Sometimes? Men. Holy hell.”
― Cate C. Wells, Hitting the Wall

“But not before I see the black band around his wrist. It’s my missing hair tie.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“Heard you rejected her in front of the whole pack. Had Tye throw her out back by the trash.” My chest aches. None of this has been auspicious. None of it has been right. “Yeah. I made a mistake.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“You’ve been brave for her a lot, haven’t you?” He says it as if it’s dawning on him, as if he’s fitting a piece of the puzzle together.

He’s not wrong.

That’s what a good mother does. I’ve always known that life is a series of disasters waiting to happen. Mama was always desperate or barely hanging on or losing it. I don’t see why Mia has to think of things that way. I want her to pick herself up and dust herself off. Get mad instead of scared. I don’t want her to see me as pushed around. Powerless.”
― Cate C. Wells, Hitting the Wall

“Trust doesn’t feel like leaping. It’s like sinking back, knowing in your soul that what’s beneath you is solid.”
― Cate C. Wells, Charge

“Before I drift off, I hear a pup say through the thin trailer wall, “Why does it smell like wood?” “That’s Cadoc Collins,” Rosie murmurs in reply. “He smells nice.” “So does cyanide,” she says.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Heir Apparent's Rejected Mate

“Marriage was the next chapter in my own personal fairy tale. I know better now. This isn’t Cinderella. It’s Little Red Riding Hood, the messed-up version where she gets eaten.”
― Cate C. Wells, Run Posy Run

“I just walked ten miles in the pitch dark for you. I could get eaten by a bear. I WOULD get eaten by a bear for you. Voluntarily. My lips are softening. Little fizzes are going off in my chest like sparklers. I bought all your pictures like a stalker but I don’t care and you can’t have them back. There are dots, but I interrupt them. Why? He replies immediately. You know why.”
― Cate C. Wells, Against a Wall

“This woman owns me, and she has no idea.”
― Cate C. Wells, Against a Wall

“I yanked the mate bond out of you.” She waggles her arched eyebrows. “Didn’t touch his now, did I?”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“Be careful, female. I don’t think that little wolf of yours can back up that big mouth.”

“I don’t need my little wolf... I have your big one.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“I’ve been apprenticed to Abertha since I was seven, and I love her like blood, but she will prank you and waste your time for shits and giggles, no doubt.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Heir Apparent's Rejected Mate

“You trapped Phat Thom for me.” My buzzy brain is puzzling something out. “You’re with a mighty hunter, babe. I keep tellin’ you.” He does. I turn to face him. He blinks, surprised, and angles himself to face me, too. He frowns. This isn’t the reaction he expected. To be honest, I never expected this either. I take his hands. He tilts his head. The sun glints off the fishhook on the brim of his hat. I smile. “Will you marry me?” I ask. “All it took was a freakin’ giant turkey?” he says. He scoops me into his arms, and twirls me and kisses me, whooping and hollering. Phat Thom is going nuts, flapping and squawking. I laugh and shriek, and Cash’s voice rings through the meadow as he says, “Yes, baby. Yes. No take backs.” And I know then I never will.”
― Cate C. Wells, Against a Wall

“Damn it all to hell,” I groan. “Son of a bitch,” she agrees. “Motherfucker,” Bevan pipes in. “What are we cursing about? Or who? Whatever, I’m down. Fuck ’em all.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Heir Apparent's Rejected Mate

“you don’t get mad ’cause a rabid dog foams at the mouth. You get the hell away from the dog.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Heir Apparent's Rejected Mate

“It would be insane to marry a man who hunted you down. Threw you in a trunk. Made you watch him almost beat a man to death. A woman who could do that could have no self-respect, no survival instinct at all.”
― Cate C. Wells, Run Posy Run

“Listen up.” His voice booms. Everyone shuts up. “I’m gonna find who pushed her, and this right here is gonna be child’s play. You got me?” I’ve never heard him sound so serious. “Anyone lays a hand on her again, I’ll fucking end you. You say the name ‘Del Willis’ around her again, I will end you.” He enunciates each of the last four words. “Is that fucking clear?”
― Cate C. Wells, Against a Wall

“No.” I bend to whisper in her ear. “What I really want to do is take you back to my den and eat your pussy until you come, squeezing my head with those sweet thighs. And then I want to hear you wail my name while I tap that delicious, plump ass.” Yeah. Her eyes blow wide when she’s astonished. I keep going. “You’re gonna come on my cock so hard, you’re gonna forget everything but that you belong to me, and I was put on this earth to pleasure you and put pups in that little round belly.” I rest my palm over her womb. “That’s what I think a mate is for.” I bump noses with her and then I step back. “But I didn’t figure you’d be down for that quite yet.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“She’s sitting cross legged at the table, shoveling scrambled eggs in her mouth and reading a crumpled newspaper. I see that Ray’s been by. “What are you doing?” It’s obvious, but I can’t think of what else to say. She’s supposed to blush. Stammer breathlessly. React somehow to what I did to her last night. I figured her out, damn it. I played her like a violin. She shrugs, gesturing at the table with her fork and blinks her bright blue eyes. “Plotting your downfall. Eating protein.” Cheeky little brat. I force my lips not to twitch as I take the seat across from her.”
― Cate C. Wells, Run Posy Run

“I wait a beat to make sure he’s done. I had no idea that Cadoc Collins lacked game to such a degree. Pritchard’s smoother, and he once offered Nia a packaged apple pie if she’d let him touch her boob.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Heir Apparent's Rejected Mate

“Then, as soon as he sees Toby on his phone at a table in the empty dining room, he clears his throat, smirks as smarmy as I’ve ever seen, and announces, “Sorry for the inconvenience, man. Just ate Glenna’s sweet pussy until she called my name instead of God’s. Apparently, she’s never had it so good, but don’t be too hard on yourself, my dude.” Cash has been walking and talking, and when he passes Toby, he claps him hard on the shoulder. “You like to run your mouth to tear a woman down. I got other skills.”
― Cate C. Wells, Against a Wall

“What are you doing now?” My complaint is muffled by cotton and muscle. “What the fuck does it seem like, Posy?” he says, grouchy as hell. “Cuddling.” He slaps my ass. Hard. “Shut up and take it.”
― Cate C. Wells, Run Posy Run

“sometimes we cannot be other than what we are, even when it breaks our hearts. That the past has claws. That it casts a long shadow. That its shackles feel unbreakable.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Lone Wolf's Rejected Mate

“You’ve been sneaking off pack territory for a decade?” “I’ve been driving a truck five miles to a farmer’s market to sell honey and jam.” I snort. “I’m a criminal mastermind.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“I’m bored with the market. Is Posy going to sleep all fucking day?”
― Cate C. Wells, Run Posy Run