Fły

“Vane passed the mashed potatoes across Bride to Fury, who stared at them with a fierce frown "What are these?" he asked.
"Potatoes," Vane told him.
"What did they do to them?”
― Sherrilyn Kenyon, Night Play

“So what do wolves do to date?” Nick asked.
“We don’t date,” Vane said. “When a woman is in season, we fight for her and then she picks who mounts her.”
Nick gaped. “Are you kidding? You don’t have to buy her dinner? You mean you don’t even have to talk to her?” He turned to Acheron. “Dayam, Ash, make me a wolf.”
― Sherrilyn Kenyon, Night Play

“What would they talk about?

Hi, my name's Vane and I howl at the moon late at night in the form of a wolf. I sleep with your daughter and don't think I could live without her. Mind if I have a beer? Oh and while we're at it, let me introduce my brothers. This one here is a deadly wolf known to kill for nothing more than looking at him cross-eyed, and the other one is comatose because some vampires sucked the life out of him after we'd both been sentenced to death by our jealous father.

Yeah, that would go over like a lead balloon.”
― Sherrilyn Kenyon, Night Play

“You must be the brother.

I hope so, I'm wearing his pants.”
― Sherrilyn Kenyon, Night Play