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"My youngest brother killed a lynx yesterday,” Rose said. “Apparently it came into his territory and left some spray marks. He skinned it, smeared himself in its blood, and put its pelt on his shoulders like a cape. And that’s how he came dressed for breakfast.”

Ahhh....changing children, never boring.

“Why?”William snarled, his voice barely human. She said nothing and he shook her once. “Why?”
“I had to help. Nobody will miss a monster,”she whispered.
“Never again,”he growled in her face. “You hear me? Never again.”

*wails* poor Lark....you are not a monster.

“I had my chance with a man. I didn’t take it, because it was too hard and too complicated. Look at me now. How so very happy I am, old and alone. Fuck easy, Ceri. If you love him, fight for him. Nothing worth keeping is free in this world. If you don’t love him, cut him loose. Just don’t take too long to decide. Our future might be short.”

We die at dawn!

“Well, shit,” Dobe said. “I guess you’re familiar with the law. You hit it over the head, set its house on fire, and got its sister pregnant.”

AND THAT is why we love Kaldar

"You shouldn’t have gone off your land. Now you’re all alone out here and your family can’t help you.”
Cerise’s grin got wider. “You’re looking at it the wrong way. I’m not all alone with you. You’re alone with me. You should’ve brought more people. Six won’t do it.”

Cerise you are my girl

Why couldn’t she have gotten another Edger or some dimwit from the Broken for a passenger? No, she got Lord Leather Pants here.

Um if you don't want him I'll totally take him

Richard thought like a general, while Kaldar thought like a criminal, and she desperately needed both of the on her side.

Hi boys....come to momma

Yes this is my 3rd read of this book. Don't judge me I love it. Time for William to meet his hobo Queen.

“My youngest brother killed a lynx yesterday,” Rose said. “Apparently it came into his territory and left some spray marks. He skinned it, smeared himself in its blood, and put its pelt on his shoulders like a cape. And that’s how he came dressed for breakfast.”

JACK!!! I love that kid.

“It could be worse,” he said finally. “Efrenia married an arsonist. Jake’s wife is a kleptomaniac. I suppose, a psychopathic spree killer isn’t that odd of a choice, considering. We’ll just have to work around it. Gods know, we’ve had practice. He’s certainly good in a fight.”

William will fit right in with this crazy family then.