Werewolf Author Quotes

“She made a slow turn as she loosened her ponytail and shook her head; her hair streamed down her back like a glossy black waterfall. She finished her spin. Her focus landed on me, and the air caught in my throat. My Wolf stirred.
Clare.
Her body went rigid; her sultry gaze hardened as she stared at me.
Clare Walker. I'd know those moonlit eyes anywhere.
She ran and grabbed hold of the stage right pole. Her feet left the floor as she wrapped her legs around the brass and spun.
What in god's name is she doing working in a fucking strip club?”
― Elizabeth Morgan, She-Wolf

“I took a deep breath and kept my focus fixed on her. "Making me chase you wouldn't be a good idea right now, flower," I stated, fully aware of my Wolf.
"No, it wouldn't, but you need to stay over there," she said firmly.
My brow furrowed. "Why?"
"Because, if you come near me, I will want to kiss you," she said, nibbling her lower lip the way I wanted to.
"Well good, because I want to kiss you too." I moved back the way I had come, and so did she. "Clare—"
"No, not good." She shook her head. "Kissing leads to touching, or grinding, or"—she shuddered as her energy suggestively brushed against mine— "or petting, and almost stripping.”
― Elizabeth Morgan, She-Wolf

“She has always wanted you as a mate, Owen.”
― Elizabeth Morgan, She-Wolf

“Please don’t let this be a dream. I don’t want to wake up, if it is.”
― Elizabeth Morgan, She-Wolf

“I have. You. For Life. Bonded. Not Bonded. Fuck the details. I just want to be with you, Clare.”
― Elizabeth Morgan, She-Wolf

“All I can really tell you, laddie, is to live for today. For the moment. Wasting time is the biggest mistake we can make in lo-ove.”
― Elizabeth Morgan, She-Wolf

“I pulled my wallet out and placed it on the bar, trying not to inhale as her scent wrapped around me. How had I not recognized it earlier? It was so strong, so sweet and familiar. So Clare. I breathed in slowly; she smelled like home.... Uh-oh, I'm in big trouble.”
― Elizabeth Morgan, She-Wolf

“He pressed his forearms flat against the wall, caging me with his body. Electric heat sparked in the space between us. He pulled back. His irises swirled with silver flecks, twisting into a metallic pool. His Wolf stared down at me. "I don't want anyone touching you, except me.”
― Elizabeth Morgan, She-Wolf

“I said, I love you, you arrogant arse." She smiled. "I always have. You're my mate, Owen Breese MacLaren. The distance won't change that. It never has.”
― Elizabeth Morgan, She-Wolf

“The desire to run so far that he wouldn’t be able to catch up played through me, but in my
gut, I knew he would. And somehow, it filled me with an odd sense of safety, knowing that,
no matter how far I ran, he would always be able to catch me, and I would always want him to.”
― Elizabeth Morgan, She-Wolf

“I indicated to Karl slumped on the stool next to Clare at the bar. The fucking jerk didn't deserve a free lap dance, but it was the only way to get him away from Clare without ripping out his jugular.”
― Elizabeth Morgan, She-Wolf

“The past is important. It is the past that helps make us who we are.”
― Elizabeth Morgan, She-Wolf

“I haven't stopped thinking about anything you have said." She looked down at the worktop. "You're not perfect, Owen, and I apologize for pointing it out to you on so many occasions. I honestly didn’t think you were serious until last night, but you're right, I do want you. I always have." She looked up at me. "So, why would I walk away from you now?”
― Elizabeth Morgan, She-Wolf

“Well, shit." I forced a laugh. "I guess I do know what love is, after all." It was Clare. Always Clare.”
― Elizabeth Morgan, She-Wolf