Wolf made a strangled sound, pulling everyone's attention toward him as he lifted a handgun from the crate. "It's just like the one Scarlet had." He flipped the gun in his palms, running his thumbs along the barrel. "She shot me in the arm once."
This confession was said with as much tenderness as if Scarlet had given him a bouquet of wildflowers rather than a bullet wound.
Oh my. I'm ready for the badass Wolf to return, which means we need to rescue Scarlet ASAP! I honestly don't know whether to pity the poor pup, roll my eyes at his broody, heartbroken, melancholy, or give him a really, really big hug because his pining is actually kind of adorable. In some ways.
I'm not very far into the book yet, but I'm already loving it so far and have already become quite attached to the cutesy-sweet relationship between Winter and Jacin. Winter is just all sorts of adorable! I needz more of this book and I need my work schedule to quit interfering!
There are just not enough hours in the day for a book that requires binge-reading like this.