Luna

“I turned to find my own mother standing there. “So you told your fathers off?” I went to explain, but she just smiled, pressing her car keys into my palm. “About time really. They are too hidebound, the lot of them.” She nodded to the car. “A sleuth isn’t a group of shifters of the same species. It’s a group of people that care for each other, will stand by the others when the world burns. That’s what I raised you to do. The dangers your sleuth faced are done with for now. Just be there with them, making sure nothing else touches them.”
― Sam Hall, Bearly Hanging On

“I want to be happy.” His grip tightened on me then, crushing me against his chest. “I want to be appreciated, treated like I’m fucking special for once and not someone’s afterthought. I want to be—” “Loved.” His voice was deep, rich and throbbing with emotion. “You want to be loved in the way you fucking deserve, Nat, and I promise you, we’ll spend our entire lives trying to do that.”
― Sam Hall, Bears With Me

“You know this means you lose your true blue Aussie card, right?” I narrowed my eyes at her, then flipped her off. “Like, dude, we punch sharks in the face and wrestle crocodiles, not run screaming from bears who just want to love you.”
― Sam Hall, Bears in Mind

“I thought of what Igor said about Rio and me, water and fire. Whether or not humanity deserved it, Rio was the sort to pour himself out in compassion for humans. Me? I wanted to burn down the world”
― Venessa Vida Kelley, When the Tides Held the Moon