I Can't Protect You From Knowledge.

I Can't Protect You From Knowledge.

The Only Certainty Life Contains Is Death.

A Man Who Will Risk Nothing For Love Is Not A Man

Ben Rubbed His Muzzle Over Kyle’s Shoulder In A Way That I Think Was Supposed To Be Reassuring. Kyle Sucked In A Breath. Either It Hurt, Or The Reminder That The Werewolf Was Big Enough To Rub His Shoulder Without Much Effort Wasn’t Exactly Reassuring. “ben, When Was The Last Time You Brushed Your Teeth?” Asked Kyle. Or Else Ben’s Breath Was Really Bad.

Evil Must Always Be Fought.