Vii

“Kelly said, "I don't understand. Why does he keep making those faces at me? Why does he stutter every time I try talking to him? I didn't do anything to Robbie. I don't get why he's acting weird."

Robbie said, "I don't even know what to say to him! I don't even know him. Anytime I try and talk to him, I forget how to talk and—oh my god, are you laughing at me? You're a fucking bastard, Ox, I swear to god.”
― T.J. Klune, Wolfsong

“There's a choice. There's always a choice. My wolf chose you. I chose you. And if you don't choose me, then that's your choice and I will walk out of here knowing you got to choose your own path. But I swear to god, if you choose me, I will make sure that you know the weight of your worth every day for the rest of our lives because that's what this is.”
― T.J. Klune, Wolfsong

“A werewolf is courting me with a dead rabbit. There's nothing subtle here."
"Couldn't have been flowers," she muttered as she slid on her rubber boots by the door.
"He gave you flowers," I reminded her as she stepped down the porch.
"I meant for you," she said. She bent over and grabbed the rabbit by the ears, pulling it up off the ground. It came up with a low crackle, grass stuck to the underside. "Courting. I swear."
"Why are you touching it?" I said, sounding horrified.
"We can't leave it here," she said. "He'll be offended."
"I'll be honest. I'm already offended.”
― T.J. Klune, Wolfsong

“I check out guys sometimes.” It came out fast because that was the first time I’d said it aloud. It felt like relief. And terror. Carter didn’t say anything for a minute. And then he said, “Oh. Okay. Did you lick his balls?” I laughed so hard that I thought I would die. Carter was laughing right along with me. He said, “You know I don’t give a shit, right? Like, of all the things in the world to freak out about, that’s one of the least?”
― T.J. Klune, Wolfsong